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 cold, no? I am going to light the fire… Bring me that bundle of fagots.

. Ah, you wish to bind me to your service? Must I submit to this proof?

. It isn't a proof, any more than I am. If you will be so kind… I haven't the strength.

. Command me at your pleasure. I know that at last I must win your favor, and then you will reveal yourself in your true likeness, resplendent with beauty, and this humble cabin will transform itself into a marvellous palace, and you will lead me by the hand to the Princess of my Dreams!

. Yes, yes! I will. Of course! Of course! [Aside] I had better humor him.

. Who is knocking?

. Who is there?

. [Outside] Open, good woman.

. They are wood-choppers—poor people who range over these mountains to gain a living. Come in!

. Good afternoon.

. Your good health!

. Come in, good people.

. Who is he?

. A traveller who has lost his way. I think he is out of his head.

. He looks like a fine gentleman. Has he money?

. Eh? How do I know?

. Then you ought to know. If he has…

. What are you thinking about? Some villainy?