'And that is all you can offer me?' asked Peter indignantly; 'I looked for money and you are going to give me a stone.' 'Well! an hundred thousand florins, methinks, would suffice you for the present. If you employ it properly, you may soon make it a million.' 'An hundred thousand!' exclaimed the poor coal-burner, joyfully. 'Well, don't beat so vehemently in my bosom, we shall soon have done with one another. Agreed, Michel, give me the stone and the money, and the alarum you may take out of its case.' 'I always thought you were a reasonable fellow,' replied Michel, with a friendly smile; 'come, let us drink another glass, and then I will pay you the money.' They went back to the room and sat down again to the wine, drinking one glass after another till Peter fell into a profound sleep. He was awakened by the cheerful blast of a post-boy's bugle, and found himself sitting in a handsome carriage, driving along on a wide road. On putting his head out he saw in the airy distance the Schwarzwald lying behind him. At first he could scarcely believe that it was his own self sitting in the carriage, for even his clothes were different from those he had worn the day before; but still he had such a distinct recollection that, giving up at length all these reflections, he exclaimed, 'I am Peter and no other, that is certain.' He was astonished that he could not, in the slightest degree, feel melancholy now that he for the first time departed from his quiet home and the forests where he had lived so long. He could not even press a tear out of his eyes or utter a sigh, when he thought of his mother, who must now feel helpless and wretched; for he was indifferent to everything: 'Well,' he said, 'tears and sighs, yearning for home and sadness, proceed indeed from the heart, but thanks to Dutch Michel, mine is of stone and cold.' Putting his hand upon his breast, he felt all quiet and no emotion. 'If Michel,' said he, beginning to search the carriage, 'keeps his word as well with respect to the hundred thousand florins as he does with the heart, I shall be very glad.' In his search he found articles of dress of every description he could wish, but no money. At length, however, he discovered a pocket containing many thousand thalers in gold, and bills on large houses in all the great cities. 'Now I have what I want,' thought he, squeezed himself into the corner of the carriage and went into the wide world.