THE STORY OF HALFMAN [3]
conscience is clear anyway, for it is quite plain he coveted my wife, and that is why he tried to drown me.' He went at once to his father's room, and found him sitting in tears on the floor. 'Dear father,' said Halfman, 'are you not glad to see me? You weep for my brother, but I am your son too, and he stole my bride from me and tried to drown me in the brook. If he is dead, I at least am alive.'
'No, no, he was better than you!' moaned the father.
'Why, dear father?'
'He told me you had behaved very ill,' said he.
'Well, call my brothers,' answered Halfman, 'as I have a story to tell them.' So the father called them all into his presence. Then Halfman began: 'After we were twelve days' journey from home, we met an ogress, who gave us greeting and said, "Why have you been so long coming? The daughters of your uncle have waited for you in vain," and she bade us follow her to the house, saying, "Now there need be no more delay; you can marry your cousins as soon as you please, and take them with you to your own home." But I warned my brothers that the man was not our uncle, but an ogre.
'When we lay down to sleep, she spread a red cloth over us, and covered her daughters with a white one; but I changed the cloths, and when the ogress came back in the middle of the night, and looked at the cloths, she mistook her own daughters for my brothers, and killed them one by one, all but the youngest. Then I woke my brothers, and we all stole softly from the house, and we rode like the wind to our real uncle.
'And when he saw us, he bade us welcome, and married us to his twelve daughters, the eldest to the eldest, and so on to me, whose bride was the youngest of all and also the prettiest. And my brothers were filled with envy, and left me to drown in a brook, but I was saved by a fish who showed me how to get out. Now, you are a judge! Who did well, and who did evil--I or my brothers?'
'Is this story true?' said the father, turning to his sons.
'It is true, my father,' answered they. 'It is even as Halfman has said, and the girl belongs to him.'
Then the judge embraced Halfman and said to him: 'You have done well, my son. Take your bride, and may you both live long and happily together!'
At the end of the year Halfman's wife had a son, and not long after she came one day hastily into the room. and found her husband weeping. 'What is the matter?' she asked.
'The matter?' said he.
'Yes, why are you weeping?'
'Because,' replied Halfman, 'the baby is not really ours, but belongs to an ogress.'
'Are you mad?' cried the wife. 'What do you mean by talking like that?'
'I promised,' said Halfman, 'when she undertook to kill my brother and to give you to me, that the first son we had should be hers.'
'And will she take him from us now?' said the poor woman.
'No, not quite yet,' replied Halfman; 'when he is bigger.'
'And is she to have all our children?' asked she.
'No, only this one,' returned Halfman.
Day by day the boy grew bigger, and one day as he was playing in the street with the other children, the ogress came by. 'Go to your father,' she said, 'and repeat this speech to him: "I want my forfeit; when am I to have it?" '
'All right,' replied the child, but when he went home forgot all about it. The next day the ogress came again, and asked the boy what answer the father had given. 'I forgot all about it,' said he.
'Well, put this ring on your finger, and then you won't forget.'
'Very well,' replied the boy, and went home.
The next morning, as he was at breakfast, his mother said to him, 'Child, where did you get that ring?'
'A woman gave it to me yesterday, and she told me, father, to tell you that she wanted her forfeit, and when was she to have it?'
Then his father burst into tears and said, 'If she comes again you must say to her that your parents bid her take her forfeit at once, and depart.'
At this they both began to weep afresh, and his mother kissed him, and put on his new clothes and said, 'If the woman bids you to follow her,
'No, no, he was better than you!' moaned the father.
'Why, dear father?'
'He told me you had behaved very ill,' said he.
'Well, call my brothers,' answered Halfman, 'as I have a story to tell them.' So the father called them all into his presence. Then Halfman began: 'After we were twelve days' journey from home, we met an ogress, who gave us greeting and said, "Why have you been so long coming? The daughters of your uncle have waited for you in vain," and she bade us follow her to the house, saying, "Now there need be no more delay; you can marry your cousins as soon as you please, and take them with you to your own home." But I warned my brothers that the man was not our uncle, but an ogre.
'When we lay down to sleep, she spread a red cloth over us, and covered her daughters with a white one; but I changed the cloths, and when the ogress came back in the middle of the night, and looked at the cloths, she mistook her own daughters for my brothers, and killed them one by one, all but the youngest. Then I woke my brothers, and we all stole softly from the house, and we rode like the wind to our real uncle.
'And when he saw us, he bade us welcome, and married us to his twelve daughters, the eldest to the eldest, and so on to me, whose bride was the youngest of all and also the prettiest. And my brothers were filled with envy, and left me to drown in a brook, but I was saved by a fish who showed me how to get out. Now, you are a judge! Who did well, and who did evil--I or my brothers?'
'Is this story true?' said the father, turning to his sons.
'It is true, my father,' answered they. 'It is even as Halfman has said, and the girl belongs to him.'
Then the judge embraced Halfman and said to him: 'You have done well, my son. Take your bride, and may you both live long and happily together!'
At the end of the year Halfman's wife had a son, and not long after she came one day hastily into the room. and found her husband weeping. 'What is the matter?' she asked.
'The matter?' said he.
'Yes, why are you weeping?'
'Because,' replied Halfman, 'the baby is not really ours, but belongs to an ogress.'
'Are you mad?' cried the wife. 'What do you mean by talking like that?'
'I promised,' said Halfman, 'when she undertook to kill my brother and to give you to me, that the first son we had should be hers.'
'And will she take him from us now?' said the poor woman.
'No, not quite yet,' replied Halfman; 'when he is bigger.'
'And is she to have all our children?' asked she.
'No, only this one,' returned Halfman.
Day by day the boy grew bigger, and one day as he was playing in the street with the other children, the ogress came by. 'Go to your father,' she said, 'and repeat this speech to him: "I want my forfeit; when am I to have it?" '
'All right,' replied the child, but when he went home forgot all about it. The next day the ogress came again, and asked the boy what answer the father had given. 'I forgot all about it,' said he.
'Well, put this ring on your finger, and then you won't forget.'
'Very well,' replied the boy, and went home.
The next morning, as he was at breakfast, his mother said to him, 'Child, where did you get that ring?'
'A woman gave it to me yesterday, and she told me, father, to tell you that she wanted her forfeit, and when was she to have it?'
Then his father burst into tears and said, 'If she comes again you must say to her that your parents bid her take her forfeit at once, and depart.'
At this they both began to weep afresh, and his mother kissed him, and put on his new clothes and said, 'If the woman bids you to follow her,