So the prince ordered a great ox to be slain and roasted whole, and two huge tanks to be made, one filled with water and the other with wine. And towards evening he called his attendants and went to the ogre’s house to wait in the courtyard till he came back from hunting. The ogre was surprised to see so many people assembled in front of his house; but he bowed politely and said, ‘Good morning, dear neighbours! To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit? I have not offended you, I hope?’ ‘Oh, certainly not!’ answered the prince. ‘Then,’ continued the ogre, ‘What has brought you to my house to-day for the first time?’ ‘We should like to have supper with you,’ said the prince. ‘Well, supper is ready, and you are welcome,’ replied the ogre, leading the way into the house, for he had had a good day, and there was plenty of game in the bag over his shoulder. A table was quickly prepared, and the prince had already taken his place, when he suddenly exclaimed, ‘After all, Buk Ettemsuch, suppose you come to supper with me?’ ‘Where?’ asked the ogre. ‘In my house. I know it is all ready.’ ‘But it is so far off--why not stay here?’ ‘Oh, I will come another day; but this evening I must be your host.’ So the ogre accompanied the prince and his attendants back to the palace. After a while the prince turned to the ogre and said: ‘It is as a wooer that I appear before you. I seek a wife from an honourable family.’ ‘But I have no daughter,’ replied the ogre. ‘Oh, yes you have, I saw her at the window.’ ‘Well, you can marry her if you wish,’ said he. So the prince’s heart was glad as he and his attendants rode back with the ogre to his house. And as they parted, the prince said to his guest, ‘You will not forget the bargain we have made?’ ‘I am not a young man, and never break my promises,’ said the ogre, and went in and shut the door. Upstairs he found the maiden, waiting till he returned to have her supper, for she did not like eating by herself. ‘I have had my supper,’ said the ogre, ‘for I have been spending the evening with the prince.’ ‘Where did you meet him?’ asked the girl. ‘Oh, we are neighbours, and grew up together, and to-night I promised that you should be his wife.’ ‘I don’t want to be any man’s wife,’ answered she; but this was only pretence, for her heart too was glad. Next morning early came the prince, bringing with him bridal gifts, and splendid wedding garments, to carry the maiden back to his palace. But before he let her go the ogre called her to him, and said, ‘Be careful, girl, never to speak to the prince; and when he speaks to you, you must be dumb, unless he swears “by the head of Buk Ettemsuch.” Then you may speak.’ ‘Very well,’ answered the girl.