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 East of the Sun and West of the Moon. 233 all is over between us, and I must leave you and go back to her ; she lives in a castle which lies east of the sun and west of the moon, and in the same castle there is a princess with a nose two yards long, and now I must marry her." She wept and cried, but there was no help for it ; he must go and leave her. So she asked him if she might not go with him. No, that was impossible!— "But if you will tell me the way, I will try and find you," she said. " I supposeI mayhaveleavetodothat!" —Yes, she could do that, he said, but there was no road to that place ; it lay east of the sun and west of the moon, and she could never find her way there. Next morning when she awoke, both the prince and the castle were gone ; she lay on a little green field far in the middle of the dark thick forest, and by her side lay the same bundle with her old rags which she had brought with her from home. When she had rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and wept till she was tired, she set out on her way and walked for many, many a day, till she at last came to a big mountain. Close to it an old woman sat and played with a golden apple. She asked her if she knew the way to the prince who lived with his Stepmother in a castle that lay east of the sun and west of the moon, and who was going to marry a princess with a nose two yards long. —"Howdo you know him ?" asked the old woman, "perhaps it was you who should have had him?"—Yes, it was she. "Ah, indeed !is that you ? " said the woman ; " well, all I know is that he lives in that castle which lies east of the sun and west of the moon, and thither you will come late or never, but I will lend you my horse, and on him you can ride to my neighbour, an old friend of mine ; perhaps she can tell you. When you have got there, just give my horse a blow with your whip under the left ear and ask him to go home again ;—and you had better take this golden apple with you." So she got up on the horse and rode a long, long time till she at last came to a mountain, where an old woman was sitting with a golden carding-comb. She asked her if she knew the way to the castle which lay east of the sun and west of the moon. She