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 as napkins, cold as clods, lay the brothers side by side. She flew down to them, threw herself on them, spread her wings, pressed close to them, and in a mother's voice cried out:

"Wife! Do you hear this marvellous thing?" said the prince to the sorceress. "A duckling is talking!"

"What is wonderful about that?" scoffed the witch. "Order the duckling driven out of the yard."

They drove her out, but she flew back again to her children: