he entered the house, and was well received and courteously entertained. before long he was so much in love with the young witch that he no longer thought of anything else, and only saw things as she saw them, and did what she desired. the old woman then said, "now we must have the bird’s heart, he will never miss it." she prepared a drink, and when it was ready, poured it into a cup and gave it to the maiden, who was to present it to the huntsman. she did so, saying, "now, my dearest, drink to me." so he took the cup, and when he had swallowed the draught, he brought up the heart of the bird. the girl had to take it away secretly and swallow it herself, for the old woman would have it so. thenceforward he found no more gold under his pillow, but it lay instead under that of the maiden, from whence the old woman fetched it away every morning; but he was so much in love and so befooled, that he thought of nothing else but of passing his time with the girl.