Re Fairy Tales

roughly dragged indoors. The woman pre-
tended to be in a fury, and threatened to
kill him. But presently she flung him from
her.

“T am sick of all this,” she said sullenly.
“Go, witch’s brat, if thou wilt, but do
one thing first. Call this Krawk of thine
to the window. He need not come inside,
but I have a mind to hear if he can
talk.”

Jacob’s heart leapt up and died down
again.

"IG 1S one.”

“Gone to come back, if not to-day, to-
morrow. To-morrow thou shalt go softly
outside the door and call. If he fears me,
say that I am not in the house. Then
when he has said a few words, thou shalt
be free. I swear it.”

And she made her voice so smooth and
small that Jacob hated it even worse than
before. But in spite of this he felt the
blood leaping in his body, for he saw she
was in earnest, and his heart cried out