The knacker promised to do as she wished, and when the horse's head was cut off, he hung it up in the dark gateway. In the early morning, when she and Conrad went through the gateway, she said in passing-- 'Alas! dear Falada, there thou hangest.' And the Head answered-- 'Alas! Queen's daughter, there thou gangest. If thy mother knew thy fate, Her heart would break with grief so great.' Then they passed on out of the town, right into the fields, with the geese. When they reached the meadow, the Princess sat down on the grass and let down her hair. It shone like pure gold, and when little Conrad saw it, he was so delighted that he wanted to pluck some out; but she said-- 'Blow, blow, little breeze, And Conrad's hat seize. Let him join in the chase While away it is whirled, Till my tresses are curled And I rest in my place.' Then a strong wind sprang up, which blew away Conrad's hat right over the fields, and he had to run after it. When he came back, she had finished combing her hair, and it was all put up again; so he could not get a single hair. This made him very sulky, and he would not say another word to her. And they tended the geese till evening, when they went home. Next morning, when they passed under the gateway, the Princess said-- 'Alas! dear Falada, there thou hangest.' Falada answered:-- 'Alas! Queen's daughter, there thou gangest. If thy mother knew thy fate, Her heart would break with grief so great.' Again, when they reached the meadows, the Princess undid her hair and began combing it. Conrad ran to pluck some out; but she said quickly-- 'Blow, blow, little breeze, And Conrad's hat seize. Let him join in the chase While away it is whirled, Till my tresses are curled And I rest in my place.' The wind sprang up and blew Conrad's hat far away over the fields, and he had to run after it. When he came back the hair was all put up again, and he could not pull a single hair out. And they tended the geese till the evening. When they got home Conrad went to the old King, and said, 'I won't tend the geese with that maiden again.' 'Why not?' asked the King. 'Oh, she vexes me every day.' The old King then ordered him to say what she did to vex him. Conrad said, 'In the morning, when we pass under the dark gateway with the geese, she talks to a horse's head which is hung up on the wall. She says-- 'Alas! Falada, there thou hangest,' and the Head answers-- 'Alas! Queen's daughter, there thou gangest. If thy mother knew thy fate, Her heart would break with grief so great.' Then Conrad went on to tell the King all that happened in the meadow, and how he had to run after his hat in the wind.