All round it were little bells , and when the pot boiled they jingled most beautifully and played the old tune -- ` Where is Augustus dear ? Alas ! he 's not here , here , here ! ' But the most wonderful thing was , that when one held one 's finger in the steam of the pot , then at once one could smell what dinner was ready in any fire-place in the town . That was indeed something quite different from the rose . Now the Princess came walking past with all her ladies-in-waiting , and when she heard the tune she stood still and her face beamed with joy , for she also could play ` Where is Augustus dear ? ' It was the only tune she knew , but that she could play with one finger . ` Why , that is what I play ! ' she said . ` He must be a most accomplished Swineherd ! Listen ! Go down and ask him what the instrument costs . ' And one of the ladies-in-waiting had to go down ; but she put on wooden clogs . ` What will you take for the pot ? ' asked the lady-in-waiting . ' I will have ten kisses from the Princess , ' answered the Swineherd . ` Heaven forbid ! ' said the lady-in-waiting . ` Yes , I will sell it for nothing less , ' replied the Swineherd . ` Well , what does he say ? '
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