He said: "I have heard no
noise." But they assured him there was; and he resolved to keep waking
that night to try what he could hear. That being the third night and the
damsel being between hope and despair, she broke her plum, and it held
far the richest jewellery of the three. She bargained as before; and the
old wife, as before, took in the sleeping drink to the young knight's
chamber; but he told her he couldn't drink it that night without
sweetening. And when she went away for some honey to sweeten it with, he
poured out the drink, and so made the old wife think he had drunk it.
They all went to bed again, and the damsel began, as before, singing:
"Seven long years I served for thee,
The glassy hill I clomb for thee,
Thy bloody clothes I wrang for thee;
And wilt thou not waken and turn to me?"
He heard, and turned to her. And she told him all that had befallen
her, and he told her all that had happened to him. And he caused the old
washerwife and her daughter to be burnt.
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