Then Ian was killed a second time , and after the rest of the robbers had eaten , they lay down and slept till morning . No sooner were their faces touched with the sun 's rays than they were up and off . Then the deer entered and dropped the healing wax on the dead man , and he was as well as ever . By this time he did not mind what befell him , so sure was he that the deer would take care of him , and in the evening that which had happened before happened again -- the four robbers were put to death and the fisher 's son also , but because there was no food left for them to eat , they were nearly mad with rage , and began to quarrel . From quarrelling they went on to fighting , and fought so hard that by and bye they were all stretched dead on the floor . Then the deer entered , and the fisher 's son was restored to life , and bidding him follow her , she ran on to a little white cottage where dwelt an old woman and her son , who was thin and dark . ` Here I must leave you , ' said the deer , ` but to-morrow meet me at midday in the church that is yonder . ' And jumping across the stream , she vanished into a wood . Next day he set out for the church , but the old woman of the cottage had gone before him , and had stuck an enchanted stick called ` the spike of hurt ' in a crack of the door , so that he would brush against it as he stepped across the threshold . Suddenly he felt so sleepy that he could not stand up , and throwing himself on the ground he sank into a deep slumber , not knowing that the dark lad was watching him . Nothing could waken him , not even the sound of sweetest music , nor the touch of a lady who bent over him . A sad look came on her face , as she saw it was no use , and at last she gave it up , and lifting his arm , wrote her name across the side -- ` the daughter of the king of the town under the waves . ' ' I will come to-morrow , ' she whispered , though he could not hear her , and she went sorrowfully away . Then he awoke , and the dark lad told him what had befallen him , and he was very grieved . But the dark lad did not tell him of the name that was written underneath his arm . On the following morning the fisher 's son again went to the church , determined that he would not go to sleep , whatever happened . But in his hurry to enter he touched with his hand the spike of hurt , and sank down where he stood , wrapped in slumber . A second time the air was filled with music , and the lady came in , stepping softly , but though she laid his head on her knee , and combed his hair with a golden comb , his eyes opened not . Then she burst into tears , and placing a beautifully wrought box in his pocket she went her way . The next day the same thing befell the fisher 's son , and this time the lady wept more bitterly than before , for she said it was the last chance , and she would never be allowed to come any more , for home she must go .
As soon XXXXX the lady had departed the fisher 's son awoke , and the dark lad told him of her visit , and how he would never see her as long as he lived .
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