she brought him his food at noon, and when he had eaten, he laid his head on her lap, and went to sleep. when he awoke, the entire pile of wood was burning in one enormous flame, which stretched its tongues out into the sky. "listen to me," said the maiden, "when the witch comes, she will give thee all kinds of orders; do whatever she asks thee without fear, and then she will not be able to get the better of thee, but if thou art afraid, the fire will lay hold of thee, and consume thee. at last when thou hast done everything, seize her with both thy hands, and throw her into the midst of the fire." the maiden departed, and the old woman came sneaking up to him. "oh, i am cold," said she, "but that is a fire that burns; it warms my old bones for me, and does me good! but there is a log lying there which won’t burn, bring it out for me. when thou hast done that, thou art free, and mayst go where thou likest, come; go in with a good will."