"Good-by," said Hans. "Good-by." Hans took
the calf, set it on his head, and the calf scratched his face.
"Good evening, mother." "Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?" "To
Grethel's." "What did you take her?" "I took nothing; she gave to me."
"And what did Grethel give you?" "A calf," said Hans. "And what did
you do with it?" "I set it on my head, and it kicked my face." "Then
you acted stupidly, Hans; you should have led the calf home, and put
it in the stall." "To behave better, do nothing," thought Hans.
"Whither away, Hans?" "To Grethel's, mother." "Behave well, Hans."
"I'll 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 said: "I will go with you, Hans." Hans tied a rope round
Grethel, led her home, put her in the stall, and made the rope fast;
and then he went to his mother.
"Good evening, mother." "Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?"
"To Grethel's." "What did you take her?" "I took nothing." "What did
Grethel give you?" "She gave nothing; she came with me." "And where
have you left her, then?" "I tied her with a rope, put her in the
stall, and threw in some grass.
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