Well , the evening came , and the footman walked into the lodge , and was shown to her sitting-room ; for the lodge-keeper and his wife stood in great awe of her , and gave her two nice rooms for herself . Well , he sat down as stiff as a ramrod , and was talking in a grand style about the great doings at the castle , while she was getting the tea and toast ready . ` Oh , ' says she to him , ` would you put your hand out at the window and cut me off a sprig or two of honeysuckle ? ' He got up in great glee , and put out his hand and head ; and said she , ` By the virtue of my magic gifts , let a pair of horns spring out of your head , and sing to the lodge . ' Just as she wished , so it was . They sprung from the front of each ear , and met at the back . Oh , the poor wretch ! And how he bawled and roared ! and the servants that he used to be boasting to were soon flocking from the castle , and grinning , and huzzaing , and beating tunes on tongs and shovels and pans ; and he cursing and swearing , and the eyes ready to start out of his head , and he so black in the face , and kicking out his legs behind him like mad . At last she pitied him , and removed the charm , and the horns dropped down on the ground , and he would have killed her on the spot , only he was as weak as water , and his fellow-servants came in and carried him up to the big house . Well , some way or other the story came to the ears of the prince , and he strolled down that way . She had only the dress of a countrywoman on her as she sat sewing at the window , but that did not hide her beauty , and he was greatly puzzled after he had a good look , just as a body is puzzled to know whether something happened to him when he was young or if he only dreamed it . Well , the witch 's daughter heard about it too , and she came to see the strange girl ; and what did she find her doing but cutting out the pattern of a gown from brown paper ; and as she cut away , the paper became the richest silk she ever saw . The witch 's daughter looked on with greedy eyes , and , says she , ` What would you be satisfied to take for that scissors ? ' ` I 'll take nothing , ' says she , ` but leave to spend one night outside the prince 's chamber . ' Well , the proud lady fired up , and was going to say something dreadful ; but the scissors kept on cutting , and the silk growing richer and richer every inch . So she promised what the girl had asked her . When night came on she was let into the palace and lay down till the prince was in such a dead sleep that all she did could n't awake him . She sung this verse to him , sighing and sobbing , and kept singing it the night long , and it was all in vain : Four long years I was married to thee ; Three sweet babes I bore to thee ; Brown Bear of Norway , turn to me . At the first dawn the proud lady was in the chamber , and led her away , and the footman of the horns put out his tongue at her as she was quitting the palace .
So there was no luck so far ; but the next day the prince passed by again and looked at her , and saluted her kindly , as a prince might a farmer 's daughter , and passed one ; and soon the witch 's daughter passed by , and found her combing her hair , and pearls and diamonds dropping XXXXX it .
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