take this ring, and when you want to return home you have only to take it off one finger and put it on the other, and say, 'I want to turn into a little needle to stick it into Zor'ka behind his collar,' and you'll see what will happen." And as Zor'ka had said to the Tsarevna, so it fell out. He gave the Tsarevna to the monster in exchange for the wondrous horse, put his martial harness on the horse, mounted, and went on his way; but the Muzhichek-no-bigger-than-your-thumb laughed and shouted after him, "'Tis well, good youth; thou hast exchanged a lovely damsel for a horse." Zor'ka had not gone two or three versts when he felt something pricking him behind the collar. He put his hand there, and lo! there was a needle. He pitched it on the ground, and before him stood a lovely damsel, who wept and begged him to take her back to her dear father's house. Zor'ka set her on the horse beside him, and galloped off as only heroes can gallop. He arrived at the Tsar's court, and found the Tsar in an evil mood. The Tsar said to him, "I rejoice not at all, good youth, in thy faithful service, nor do I require the steed thou hast gotten for me, nor will I reward thee with aught according to thy merits."--"And wherefore, pray, dear father Tsar?"--"Because, good youth, my daughter went away without my leave."--"Nay, but, my Sovereign Lord and Tsar, it beseems thee not to trifle with me so: the Tsarevna was only this instant greeting me from out of her stronghold." Then the Tsar rushed into the stronghold, where he still found his daughter, embraced her, and brought her out to the good youth. "Here is thy reward and my delight." And the Tsar took the horse, and gave his daughter to Zor'ka to wife, and half his tsardom along with her into the bargain. And Zor'ka still lives with his wife, and cannot love her enough, and he rejoices in his good fortune without over-much boasting. THE STORY OF THE TSAREVICH IVAN, AND OF THE HARP THAT HARPED WITHOUT A HARPER.