well, the lad stood out for two or three weeks, but then he couldn't hold out any longer; he must and would go into that room, and so in he stole. there stood a great black horse tied up in a stall by himself, with a manger of red-hot coals at his head and a truss of hay at his tail. then the lad thought this all wrong, so he changed them about, and put the hay at his head. then said the horse: