At this her tongue broke loose again , as she abused him for his folly in taking the little one , and she never rested till her husband had described the exact way which led to the sparrow-princess 's house . When she had got it into her head , she put on her best clothes and set out at once . But in her blind haste she often missed the path , and she wandered for several hours before she at length reached the little house . She walked boldly up to the door and entered the room as if the whole place belonged to her , and quite frightened the poor girl , who was startled at the sight of her old enemy . However , she concealed her feelings as well as she could , and bade the intruder welcome , placing before her food and wine , hoping that when she had eaten and drunk she might take her leave . But nothing of the sort . ` You will not let me go without a little present ? ' said the greedy wife , as she saw no signs of one being offered her . ` Of course not , ' replied the girl , and at her orders two chests were brought in , as they had been before . The old woman instantly seized the bigger , and staggering under the weight of it , disappeared into the forest , hardly waiting even to say good-bye . It was a long way to her own house , and the chest seemed to grow heavier at every step . Sometimes she felt as if it would be impossible for her to get on at all , but her greed gave her strength , and at last she arrived at her own door . She sank down on the threshold , overcome with weariness , but in a moment was on her feet again , fumbling with the lock of the chest . But by this time night had come , and there was no light in the house , and the woman was in too much hurry to get to her treasures , to go and look for one . At length , however , the lock gave way , and the lid flew open , when , O horror ! instead of gold and jewels , she saw before her serpents with glittering eyes and forky tongues . And they twined themselves about her and darted poison into her veins , and she died , and no man regretted her . The Story of Ciccu From Sicilianische Mahrchen . Once upon a time there lived a man who had three sons . The eldest was called Peppe , the second Alfin , and the youngest Ciccu .
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