Then he stopped beating the wretched woman, and at the same moment Soetkin appeared on the scene and wanted to know what was the matter. Ulenspiegel showed her the dog with its throat cut and the empty hole. Soetkin turned pale, and cried out most sorrowfully: "O God, thou hast brought me low indeed!" And Nele, seeing how gentle Soetkin was, wept also and was very sorrowful. But Katheline, flourishing a piece of parchment that she held in her hand, began to speak in this wise: "Yes, yes. Strange things and wonderful have come to pass this night! For he came to me, my good one, my beautiful. And no longer did his face display that ghastly glitter which makes me so afraid. And it was with a great tenderness in his voice that he addressed me. Yes, I was overcome with love for him, and my heart was melted within me. 'I am a rich man.' he told me, 'and soon I will bring thee a thousand florins in gold.' 'So be it,' I answered him. 'I rejoice for your sake rather than for mine, Hanske, my pet.' 'But is there no one else in your cottage,' he asked, 'that you love, perhaps, and would rejoice to see enriched by me also?' 'No,' I replied. 'They that live here have no need of any help of thine.' 'You are proud, it seems,' he answered. 'Soetkin and Ulenspiegel, are they then so rich as to need nothing?' 'They live without the help of any,' I told him. 'In spite of the confiscations?' he asked. But then I laughed aloud, and said that he knew that they would not be such simpletons as to hide their treasure in the house where it could be easily found. 'Nor yet in the cellar?' he persisted. 'Of course not,' I told him. 'Nor yet in the yard?' To that I answered not a word. 'Ah,' he said, 'that would indeed be a piece of imprudence.' 'Not so imprudent as all that,' I answered, 'for neither walls nor water have tongues.' And at that he began laughing to himself. Presently he went away, earlier it was than usual. But first he gave me a powder, telling me that if I took it I should be spirited away to the finest of all the Sabbaths. I accompanied him a little way just as I was, as far as the door of the yard, and I seemed half asleep, and soon I found myself, even as he had told me, at the Witches' Sabbath, and I did not return from thence until the morning. Then it was that I found myself here as you see me, and discovered the dog with his throat cut, and the empty hole. And this is a heavy blow to me, to me that loved him so tenderly, and had given to him my very soul. But whatsoever I have shall be yours, and I will labour with my hands and my feet to keep you alive, never fear." But Soetkin said: "I am become even as the corn beneath the grindstone. God and this devil robber are heavy upon me both at once."