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The goat by the door is one of the old ones. I wanted all the gold for myself." All this time the old man was trying to get hold of the whistle-pipe. But the old woman was running about the hut so fast, with the whips flying after her and beating her, that he could not get it out of her hands. At last he grabbed it. "Into the whistle," says he, and put it to his lips and blew.
The old man took the whistle, and gathered his breath and puffed out his cheeks, and blew in the whistle-pipe as hard as he could. And before he could take the whistle from his lips, three lively whips had slipped out of it, and were beating him as hard as they could go, although there was nobody to hold them. Phew! phew! phew! The three whips came down on him one after the other.
The dictionary is well stocked with expressions standing ready, like missiles, to be discharged upon the locusts "troop of shamefaced ones," "you draw in your head like a tern," "you make your voice small like a whistle-pipe," "you beg like one delirious"; and the verb pongitai, "to look cross," is equipped with the pregnant rider, "as at the sight of beggars."
And as he was going through the village, with all the people crowding about him, the old merchant, that one who was the father of the two bad ones and of the little pretty one, came along and listened with the rest. And when he heard the words about the silver saucer and the transparent apple, he snatched the whistle-pipe from the shepherd boy. And still it sang: "Play, play, whistle-pipe!
They were taken, and their hands were tied, and they were shut up in prison. "Do not kill them," begged the old merchant, "for then I should have no daughters at all, and when there are no fish in the river we make shift with crays. Besides, let me go to the Tzar and beg water from his well. Perhaps my little daughter will wake up, as the whistle-pipe tells us." And the whistle-pipe sang again:
And with that she put the whistle-pipe to her lips and blew. Out jumped the three lively whips, flew up in the air, and began to beat her phew! phew! phew! one after another. If they made the old man sore, it was nothing to what they did to the cross old woman. "Stop them! Stop them!" she screamed, running this way and that in the hut, with the whips flying after her beating her all the time.
It's worse than the tablecloth and the skinny old goat." The old man said nothing. "Give it to me!" screamed the old woman. "They were my turnips, so it is my whistle-pipe." "Well, whatever you do, don't blow in it," says the old man, and he hands over the whistle-pipe. She wouldn't listen to him. "What?" says she; "I must not blow my own whistle-pipe?"
When he heard that the shepherd went back quickly to the village to show it to the people. And all the way the whistle-pipe went on playing and reciting, singing its little song. And everyone who heard it said, "What a strange song! But who is it who was killed?"
He begged for the whistle-pipe to keep him company, poor lad, and all the days and nights he thought of the sweet face of the little pretty one he had seen there under the birch tree. The old merchant harnessed his horse, as if he were going to the town; and he drove off through the forest, along the roads, till he came to the palace of the Tzar, the little father of all good Russians.
He cut the reed, and sat himself down on the mound, and carved away at the reed with his knife, and got the pith out of it by pushing a twig through it, and beating it gently till the bark swelled, made holes in it, and there was his whistle-pipe. And then he put it to his lips to see what sort of music he could make on it.
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