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Rh hill up came an old witch with a chair, and asked them, "Be so good as to sit down. No doubt ye are weary."



"Sit on it yourself," said the man. So she was forced to take her seat, and as soon as she sat down she stuck fast, for the chair was such that it let no one loose that came near it. Meanwhile they went about inside the hill, and the companion looked round till he saw a sword hanging over the door. That he would