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3f STORIES TOLD BY THE MILLER
“Why, I have a daughter clever enough to
act any part in the world, and she shall do her
best, you may be sure. Come, I will get ready
a good dinner and take down the signboard,
so that the place shall appear as a private
house.”
By the time he had done this and acquainted
the girl with the plan, a loud thumping was
heard at the door, and the third brother stood
ontside.
Now, the landlord’s girl was goddaughter to
a witch, and very beautiful ; she had also
learned some useful things from her godmother,
who had brought her up till she was sixteen
and obliged to return and help her father with
his inn. So, when the plot was explained, she
said: “I hope no harm will come of it,” and
before getting ready to preside at the table, she
took a good look at the two men.
“ They have rascals’ faces,” she said to her¬
self.
She then ran to a top window, and looked
out to see what sort of a person the great lord
who was coming to dinner might be.
It chanced that, as she leaned out, the third
brother glanced up.