The wild boar made a dash at the little tailor; but the man was too
quick for it. He slipped into a little building close by, with the
animal at his heels. Then, catching sight of a small window, he forced
his way out into the forest again, and while the boar, who was too
big and clumsy to follow, stood gazing at the spot where he had
disappeared, the tailor ran round and closed the door, keeping the
animal quite secure inside. Then he called the hunters, who shot the
boar and carried the body back to the palace.
This time the King was obliged to keep his promise; so the little
tailor became a Prince, and a grand wedding they had, too.
When they had been married for about a couple of years, the Princess
once overheard her husband talking in his sleep.
"Boy, if you have put a patch on that waistcoat, take the Lord Mayor's
coat home at once, or I'll box your ears," he said.
"Oh, dear," cried the Princess, "to think that I've married a common
tailor! Whatever can I do to get rid of him?"
So she told her father the story, and the King said she need not
worry, for he would find a way out of the difficulty. She was to
leave the door open that night, and while the tailor was sleeping, the
King's servants should steal into the room, bind the tailor, and take
him away to be killed.
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