140 English Fairy Tales rejoicings, with feasting and dancing, continued many days. Then at length they returned home with the dowry her fa- ther gave her. The hump-backed princess, perceiving that her sister had been so lucky in seeking her fortune, wanted to do the same; so she told her mother, and all preparations were made, and she was furnished with rich dresses, and with sugar, almonds, and sweetmeats, in great quantities, and a large bottle of Malaga sack. With these she went the same road as her sis- ter; and coming near the cave, the old man said: “Young woman, whither so fast?” “What’s that to you?” said she. “Then,” said he, “what have you in your bag and bottle?” She answered: “Good things, which you shall not be troubled with.” “Won’t you give me some?” said he. “No, not a bit, nor a drop, unless it would choke you.” The old man frowned, saying: “Evil fortune attend ye!” Going on, she came to the hedge, through which she es- pied a gap, and thought to pass through it; but the hedge closed, and the, thorns ran into her flesh, so that it was with great difficulty that she got through. Being now all over blood, she searched for water to wash herself, and, looking round, she saw the well. She sat down on the brink of it, and one of the heads came up, saying: “Wash me, comb me, and lay me down softly,” as before, but she banged it with her bottle, saying, “Take that for your washing.” So the second and third heads came up, and met with no better treatment than the first. Whereupon the heads consulted among themselves what evils to plague her with for such usage. The first said: “Let her be struck with leprosy in her face.” The second: “Let her voice be as harsh as a corn-crake’s.” The third said: “Let her have for husband but a poor coun- try cobbler.” Well, she goes on till she came to a town, and it being market-day, the people looked at her, and, seeing such a mangy face, and hearing such a squeaky voice, all fled but a poor country cobbler. Now he not long before had mended the shoes of an old hermit, who, having no money gave him a box of ointment for the cure of the leprosy, and a bottle of spirits for a harsh voice. So the cobbler having a mind to do an act of charity, was induced to go up to her and ask her