Then he turned to one of the crowd who had gathered round him , and asked : ` Where have they buried her ? ' ` Come to the churchyard with me , ' answered he ; and the young man went with him , carrying with him some of the beautiful things he had brought . These he laid on the grass and then began to weep afresh . All day he stayed , and at nightfall he gathered up his stuffs and carried them to his own house . But when the day dawned he took them in his arms and returned to the grave , where he remained as long as it was light , playing softly on his flute . And this he did daily for six months . * * * * * One morning , a man who was wandering through the desert , having lost his way , came upon a lonely castle . The sun was very hot , and the man was very tired , so he said to himself , ' I will rest a little in the shadow of this castle . ' He stretched himself out comfortably , and was almost asleep , when he heard a voice calling to him softly : ` Are you a ghost , ' it said , ` or a man ? ' He looked up , and saw a girl leaning out of a window , and he answered : ' I am a man , and a better one , too , than your father or your grandfather . ' ` May all good luck be with you , ' said she ; ` but what has brought you into this land of ogres and horrors ? ' ` Does an ogre really live in this castle ? ' asked he . ` Certainly he does , ' replied the girl , ` and as night is not far off he will be here soon . So , dear friend , depart quickly , lest he return and snap you up for supper . ' ` But I am so thirsty ! ' said the man . ` Be kind , and give me some drink , or else I shall die ! Surely , even in this desert there must be some spring ? ' ` Well , I have noticed that whenever the ogre brings back water he always comes from that side ; so if you follow the same direction perhaps you may find some . '
The man jumped up XXXXX once and was about to start , when the maiden spoke again : ` Tell me , where you are going ? '
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