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202                  KING ROUGHBEARD.
not want to die of hunger. The first time, however, everything turned out well. People bought goods willingly of such a beautiful woman ; all she had was sold, even the basket, and they paid her whatever she asked, so that she went home with plenty of money. They lived on this for some time—as long as it lasted—and then her husband bought another basket-full of wares and gave it to his wife, who went again to the market, seated herself in a corner, and spread out her goods for sale. Suddenly a drunken hussar came by on horseback, and not seeing the basket, rode right into it, breaking the delicate ware into a thousand pieces. Then she began to weep, and knew not in her distress what to do, crying out, " Oh ! what will become of me? what will my husband say?;
She ran home and related to him her misfortune.
"Why did you seat yourself at such a dangerous corner of the market ?" he said. " There, stop your weeping; I see that you are quite unfit to perform the simplest work. I have just been to our king's castle, and they told me they wanted a kitchen-maid. I have promised to send you over every day, and they are ready to take you, so come and have your supper, and don't weep any more."
And so the proud king's daughter became a kitchen-maid in the castle of King Roughbeard. It was dreadfully hard work; she had to wait upon the cook, wash the plates and dishes and the saucepans and kettles.
They brought her whatever pieces were left for her to take home for dinner and supper, and she was often very tired. But she could hear what went on in King Roughbeard's castle, and at last the servants told her that a great festival was about to take place in honour of the young king's marriage.
The poor wife, who remembered that she could once have been his wife but for her pride, felt very sad; yet she could not help going to the door of the grand saloon, that she might see the company arrive.
The room was full of light, and each one who stepped in seemed more elegant and beautiful than the last, and as the glory and splendour surrounded her she thought with a sorrowful heart of her fate, and lamented over the pride and haughtiness which had brought her into such terrible poverty and disgrace.
From the costly supper which was laid out for the guests came