what is known throughout all the country side?’ And they told him all about it.
‘Hurrah! I’ll go to!’ cried Blockhead-Hans; and the brothers laughed at him and rode off.
‘Dear father!’ cried Blockhead-Hans, ‘I must have a horse too. What a desire for marriage has seized me! If she will have me, she will have me, and if she won’t have me, I will have her.’
‘Stop that nonsense!’ said the old man. ‘I will not give you a horse. You can’t speak; you don’t know how to choose your words. Your brothers! Ah! they are very different lads!’
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‘Well,’ said Blockhead-Hans, ‘if I can’t have a horse, I will take the goat which is mine; he can carry me!’
And he did so. He sat astride on the goat, struck his heels into its side, and went rattling down the high-road like a hurricane.
Hoppetty hop! what a ride! ‘Here I come!’ shonted Blockhead-Hans, singing so that the echoes were roused far and near. But his brothers were riding slowly in front. They were not speaking, but they were thinking over all the good things they were going to say, for everything had to be thought out.
‘Hullo!’ bawled Blockhead-Hans, ‘here I am! Just look what
