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224 He entered the hut and looked, and there was the Wood Sprite rolling on a bench, absolutely out of breath, and beside him a maiden who was weeping bitterly.

"Who will now give me food and drink?"

"Hail, fair maiden!" said the hunter; "tell me what you are and whence."

"O doughty youth, I do not know myself: I have never seen the free world, and I have never known my father and mother."

"Well, come quickly, I will take you back to Holy Russia." So he took her with him and led her out of the wood, and he went through the villages, inquiring of all of the places. Now, this maiden had been taken away by the Wood Sprite, and had lived with him for three whole years, and she had been enclosed and cut off, and was almost entirely naked, but she had no shame. Then they came to the village, and the huntsman began to ask whether anyone had lost a maiden.

Then the pope said, "This is my daughter." And the pope's wife came: "Oh, my dear daughter, where have you been so long? I never thought I should see you any more."

Then the daughter looked at them, but was simply staggered and understood nothing, and only afterwards, little by little, came to herself. The pope and his wife gave her in marriage to the huntsman and rewarded him with all good things.

Then they went to look for the izbá in which she had lived with the Wood Sprite. They wandered far into the woods, but could not find it.