And with that he took his magic wand , and , murmuring a charm , he touched both brothers and brides , and immediately they were turned into grey stones . Only the youngest sister he had not bewitched . He took her into the cottage , and from that time she was obliged to keep house for him . She was not very unhappy , but one thought troubled her . What if the old man should die and leave her here alone in the solitary cottage deep in the heart of the wood ! She would be as ` terribly lonely ' as he had formerly been . One day she told him of her fear . ` Do n't be anxious , ' he said . ` You need neither fear my death nor desire it , for I have no heart in my breast ! However , if I should die , you will find my wand above the door , and with it you can set free your sisters and their lovers . Then you will surely have company enough . ' ` Where in all the world do you keep your heart , if not in your breast ? ' asked the girl . ` Do you want to know everything ? ' her husband said . ` Well , if you must know , my heart is in the bed-cover . ' When the old man had gone out about his business his bride passed her time in embroidering beautiful flowers on the bed quilt to make his heart happy . The old man was much amused . He laughed , and said to her : ` You are a good child , but I was only joking . My heart is really in -- in -- ' ` Now where is it , dear husband ? '
` It is XXXXX the doorway , ' he replied .
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