'Yes,' said she, 'I know the stag well,' and as she spoke a little dog
ran out of the house and began barking and snapping at the stranger.
'Be quiet, you little toad,' he cried, 'or I'll shoot you dead.'
Then the witch flew into a great rage, and screamed out, 'What! you'll
kill my dog, will you?' and the next moment he was turned to stone and
lay there immovable, whilst his bride waited for him in vain and thought
to herself, 'Alas! no doubt the evil I feared, and which has made my
heart so heavy, has befallen him.'
Meantime, the other brother was standing near the golden lilies at home,
when suddenly one of them bent over and fell to the ground. 'Good
heavens!' cried he, 'some great misfortune has befallen my brother. I
must set off at once; perhaps I may still be in time to save him.'
His father entreated him, 'Stay at home. If I should lose you too, what
would become of me?'