"silly shrimp," said the prince, very haughtily, "it is nothing to do with you," and rode on. but the little dwarf had grown angry, and had wished an evil wish. soon after this the prince entered a ravine, and the further he rode the closer the mountains drew together, and at last the road became so narrow that he could not advance a step further; it was impossible either to turn his horse or to dismount from the saddle, and he was shut in there as if in prison. the sick king waited long for him, but he came not. then the second son said, "father, let me go forth to seek the water," and thought to himself, "if my brother is dead, then the kingdom will fall to me." at first the king would not allow him to go either, but at last he yielded, so the prince set out on the same road that his brother had taken, and he too met the dwarf, who stopped him to ask, whither he was going in such haste? "little shrimp," said the prince, "that is nothing to thee," and rode on without giving him another look. but the dwarf bewitched him, and he, like the other, rode into a ravine, and could neither go forwards nor backwards. so fare haughty people.