After three days and three nights, before him shone a castle of gold so bright as to rival the sun's rays. Here Jezibaba, leaning on a golden staff, received him, and here he saw her son the ogre. "If my brother of the silver castle has not harmed you, neither shall I harm you. What do you wish of me? Ah, the glass mountain! I know it well. Travel straight to the north and you will come to it. On its top you'll find the lemon tree with fruit so fragrant that it scents the air for miles around. If this fruit is meant for you, it'll drop into your hands of its own accord. If you need food or drink on your homeward trip, cut open a lemon and all of your needs will be satisfied. Now come and eat with us before you leave." But the meal was all of dumplings of gold and, when the Prince saw them, he urged his haste and would only accept some for his journey. He traveled straight to the north, and, after three days and three nights, he came to a barren spot in the center of which stood a hill of glass and on it a tree with lemons whose fragrance reached him long before he was near. He tried to climb the slippery surface, but with every step he slid back a step. Possibly were he lighter, he thought, he might finally succeed. So taking out a leaden dumpling he threw it away. To his delight, it stuck in the glass, making a step. He threw out another higher up and then the third, up to which he climbed. The silver dumplings followed, and then the gold, and, with their aid, he reached the mountain's top. Sinking down on his knees under the lemon tree, he held out his hands and the lemons dropped into them one by one. As the last fell, the tree and glass mountain vanished, and how it happened he could not say, but he found himself well started toward home. He had still a long distance to go, and hunger and thirst overcame him. Remembering the gold ogre's words, he took a lemon from his pocket and cut it open. As he did so, a maiden so beautiful his eyes were dazzled, leaped out and making a courtesy inquired: "Have you food for me? Have you drink for me? Have you fine dresses for me to wear?" "Alas," answered the Prince sadly, "I have none of these." The maiden courtesied again and instantly vanished. "Ah, I know now what manner of fruit this is!" thought the Prince. He could not bring the maiden back, so he sipped the lemon and found it satisfied his hunger and thirst marvelously. He was able to walk a long way now, which was good, for he saw neither food nor drink that day. But toward evening of the next day his throat felt so dry and his stomach so empty that he reluctantly cut open the second lemon. A maiden more dazzlingly beautiful than the first jumped out of it, and, making a courtesy, inquired as the first had done: "Have you food for me? Have you drink for me? Have you fine clothes for me to wear?" "Alas," the youth sadly answered, "I have none of these." The maiden courtesied and vanished as completely as the other had done.