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Ebbo had looked on with extreme disgust, trying to hurry Friedel, who had delayed to trace some lines for his mother on her broidery pattern. In passing the step where Grethel sat with Thekla on her lap, the clank of their armour caused the uplifting of the little flaxen head, and two wide blue eyes looked over Grethel's shoulder, and met Friedel's sunny glance. He smiled; she laughed back again.
Where have you been?" "To Grethel's, mother." "What did you take her?" "I took nothing; she gave to me." "And what did Grethel give you?" "A piece of bacon," said Hans. "And where have you put it?" "I tied it with a rope, swung it about, and the dogs came and ate it up." "There you acted stupidly, Hans; you should have carried the bacon on your head." "To behave better, do nothing," thought Hans.
"Whither away, Hans?" "To Grethel's, mother." "Behave well, Hans." "I'll take care; good-bye, mother." "Good-bye, 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 calf. "Good-bye," said Hans. "Good-bye," said Grethel.
Have you anything to give?" Grethel gave Hans a knife. "Good-bye, Grethel." "Good-bye, Hans." Hans took the knife, put it in his sleeve and went home. "Good evening, mother." "Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?" "To Grethel's." "And what did you take to her?" "I took nothing; she has given something to me." "And what did she give you?" "A knife," said Hans. "And where have you put it?"
"In my sleeve." "Then you have behaved foolishly again, Hans; you should put knives in your pocket." "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-bye, mother." "Good-bye, Hans." Hans came to Grethel. "Good day, Grethel." "Good day, Hans. What treasure do you bring?"
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."
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; 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?"
"What did Grethel give thee?" "She gave me nothing, she came with me." "Where hast thou left Grethel?" "I led her by the rope, tied her to the rack, and scattered some grass for her." "That was ill done, Hans, thou shouldst have cast friendly eyes on her." "Never mind, will do better." Hans went into the stable, cut out all the calves' and sheep's eyes, and threw them in Grethel's face.
"I bring nothing; have you anything to give?" Grethel gave Hans a young goat. "Good-bye, Grethel." "Good-bye, Hans." Hans took the goat, tied its legs and put it in his pocket. Just as he reached home it was suffocated. "Good evening, mother." "Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?" "To Grethel's." "And what did you take to her?" "I took nothing; she gave to me."
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 to 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."
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