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'What misfortune has happened then?' asked he. 'Ah, dear Hans,'

said Elsie, 'if we marry each other and have a child, and he is

big, and we perhaps send him here to draw something to drink,

then the pick-axe which has been left up there might dash his

brains out if it were to fall down, so have we not reason to

weep?' 'Come,' said Hans, 'more understanding than that is not

needed for my household, as you are such a clever Elsie, I will

have you,' and seized her hand, took her upstairs with him, and

married her.