He lifted his left arm where the gold was , and she picked up a knife and scraped his skin so that no gold should be left sticking to it . ` What have you done with the bridge ? ' said she . And he lifted his right arm , from which she took the bridge , while the Bad One looked on , well pleased . ` Be sure that he does not run away , ' chuckled he . ` Boil some water , and get him ready for cooking , while I go and invite my friends the water-demons to the feast . ' The woman seized Ball-Carrier between her finger and thumb , and was going to carry him to the kitchen , when the boy spoke : ' I am very lean and small now , ' he said , ` hardly worth the trouble of cooking ; but if you were to keep me two days , and gave me plenty of food , I should get big and fat . As it is , your friends the water-demons would think you meant to laugh at them , when they found that I was the feast . ' ` Well , perhaps you are right , ' answered the Bad One ; ' I will keep you for two days . ' And he went out to visit the water-demons . Meanwhile the servant , whose name was Lung Woman , led him into a little shed , and chained him up to a ring in the wall . But food was given him every hour , and at the end of two days he was as fat and big as a Christmas turkey , and could hardly move his head from one side to the other . ` He will do now , ' said the Bad One , who came constantly to see how he was getting on . ' I shall go and tell the water-demons that we expect them to dinner to-night . Put the kettle on the fire , but be sure on no account to taste the broth . ' Lung-Woman lost no time in obeying her orders . She built up the fire , which had got very low , filled the kettle with water , and passing a rope which hung from the ceiling through the handle , swung it over the flames . Then she brought in Ball-Carrier , who , seeing all these preparations , wished that as long as he was in the kettle the water might not really boil , though it would hiss and bubble , and also , that the spirits would turn the water into fat . The kettle soon began to sing and bubble , and Ball Carrier was lifted in . Very soon the fat which was to make the sauce rose to the surface , and Ball-Carrier , who was bobbing about from one side to the other , called out that Lung-Woman had better taste the broth , as he though that some salt should be added to it .
The servant knew quite well that her master had forbidden her to do any thing of the kind , but when once the idea was put XXXXX her head , she found the smell from the kettle so delicious that she unhooked a long ladle from the wall and plunged it into the kettle .
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