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Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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PRUNELLA
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One day she called Prunella to her, and said: ' Take this basket, go to the well, and bring it back to me filled with water. If you don't I will kill you.'
The girl took the basket, went and let it down into the well again and again. But her work was lost labour. Each time, as she drew up the basket, the water streamed out of it. At last, in despair, she gave it up, and leaning against the well she began to cry bitterly, when sud­denly she heard a voice at her side saying ' Prunella, why are you crying? '
Turning round she beheld a handsome youth, who looked kindly at her, as if he were sorry for her trouble.
' Who are you,' she asked, ' and how do you know my name ?'
' I am the son of the witch,' he replied, ' and my name is Bensiabel. I know that she is determined that you shall die, but I promise you that she shall not carry out her wicked plan. Will you give me a kiss, if I fill your basket? '
' No,' said Prunella, ' I will not give you a kiss, because you are the son of a witch.'
' Very well,' replied the youth sadly. ' Give me your basket and I will fill it for you.' And he dipped it into the well, and the water stayed in it. Then the girl returned to the house, carrying the basket filled witli water. When the witch saw it, she became white with rage, and exclaimed ' Bensiabel must have helped you.' And Prunella looked down, and said nothing.
' Well, we shall see who will win in the end,' said the witch, in a great rage.
The following day she called the girl to her and said: ' Take this sack of wheat. I am going out for a little ; by the time I return I shall expect you to have made it into bread. If you have not done it I will kill you.' Having said this she left the room, closing and locking the door behind her.
Poor Prunella did not know what to do. It was
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