So Esben was fed for a while longer on sweet milk and nut-kernels , until one day the witch thought that now he must surely be fat enough , and told her daughter again to go and cut a finger off him . By this time Esben was tired of staying in the dark hole , so he told her to go and cut a teat off a cow , and give it to the witch to bite at . This the daughter did , and the witch cried , ` Ah ! now he is fat -- so fat that one can scarcely feel the bone in him . Now he shall be killed . ' Now this was just the very time that the witch had to go to Troms Church , where all the witches gather once every year , so she had no time to deal with Esben herself . She therefore told her daughter to heat up the big oven while she was away , take Esben out of his prison , and roast him in there before she came back . The daughter promised all this , and the witch went off on her journey . The daughter then made the oven as hot as could be , and took Esben out of his prison in order to roast him . She brought the oven spade , and told Esben to seat himself on it , so that she could shoot him into the oven . Esben accordingly took his seat on it , but when she had got him to the mouth of the oven he spread his legs out wide , so that she could not get him pushed in . ` You must n't sit like that , ' said she . ` How then ? ' said Esben . ` You must cross your legs , ' said the daughter ; but Esben could not understand what she meant by this . ` Get out of the way , ' said she , ` and I will show you how to place yourself . ' She seated herself on the oven spade , but no sooner had she done so than Esben laid hold of it , shot her into the oven , and fastened the door of it . Then he ran and seized the coverlet , but as soon as he did so it sounded so that it could be heard over eight kingdoms , and the witch , who was at Troms Church , came flying home , and shouted , ` Hey ! is that you again , Esben ? ' ` Ye -- e -- s ! '
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