The blind man wetted his eyes with it, and saw directly. He lowered the cripple into the water, and the lame man's feet grew again. Then they both rejoiced greatly, and said to one another, "Now the time has come for us to get all right! We'll get everything back again we used to have! Only first we must make an end of the Baba Yaga. If we were to pardon her now, we should always be unlucky; she'd be scheming mischief all her life." Accordingly they went back to the fiery fount, and flung the Baba Yaga into it; didn't it soon make an end of her! After this Katoma married the merchant's daughter, and the three companions went to the kingdom of Anna the Fair in order to rescue Prince Ivan. When they drew near to the capital, what should they see but Prince Ivan driving a herd of cows! "Stop, herdsman!" says Katoma; "where are you driving these cows?" "I'm driving them to the Princess's courtyard," replied the Prince. "The Princess always sees for herself whether all the cows are there." "Here, herdsman; take my clothes and put them on, and I will put on yours and drive the cows." "No, brother! that cannot be done. If the Princess found it out, I should suffer harm!" "Never fear, nothing will happen! Katoma will guarantee you that." Prince Ivan sighed, and said-- "Ah, good man! If Katoma had been alive, I should not have been feeding these cows afield!" Then Katoma disclosed to him who he was. Prince Ivan warmly embraced him and burst into tears. "I never hoped even to see you again," said he. So they exchanged clothes. The tutor drove the cows to the Princess's courtyard. Anna the Fair went into the balcony, looked to see if all the cows were there, and ordered them to be driven into the sheds. All the cows went into the sheds except the last one, which remained at the gate. Katoma sprang at it, exclaiming-- "What are you waiting for, dog's-meat?" Then he seized it by the tail, and pulled it so hard that he pulled the cow's hide right off! The Princess saw this, and cried with a loud voice: "What is that brute of a cowherd doing? Seize him and bring him to me!" Then the servants seized Katoma and dragged him to the palace. He went with them, making no excuses, relying on himself. They brought him to the Princess. She looked at him and asked-- "Who are you? Where do you come from?" "I am he whose feet you cut off and whom you set on a stump. My name is Katoma _dyadka_, oaken _shapka_." "Well," thinks the Princess, "now that he's got his feet back again, I must act straight-forwardly with him for the future."