"Behave well, Hans." "I will take care; good-by, mother."
"Good-by, Hans."
Hans came to Grethel. "Good day," said he. "Good day," replied
Grethel, "what treasure do you bring to-day?" "I bring nothing.
Have you anything to give?" Grethel presented Hans with a needle.
"Good-by," said he. "Good-by, Hans." Hans took the needle, stuck it in
a load of hay, and walked home behind the wagon.
"Good evening, mother." "Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?" "To
Grethel's." "And what have you given her?" "Nothing; she has given me
something." "What has Grethel given you?" "A needle," said Hans. "And
where have you put it?" "In the load of hay." "Then you have behaved
stupidly, Hans; you should put needles on your coat-sleeve." "To
behave better, do nothing at all," thought Hans.
"Whither are you going, Hans?" "To Grethel's, mother." "Behave well,
Hans." "I will take care; good-by, mother." "Good-by, Hans."
Hans came to Grethel. "Good day," said he. "Good day, Hans. What
treasure do you bring?" "I bring nothing. Have you anything to give?"
Grethel gave Hans a knife. "Good-by, Grethel." "Good-by, Hans." Hans
took the knife, put it in his sleeve, and went home.
"Good evening, mother.
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