And so it happened. As soon as the ring was taken off, the Princess at once changed back to what she had been before. But who would believe it to be possible? Her tongue, eyes, and ears were missing; they had been consumed by the flames! The youth's perplexity at this new disaster was indescribable. Again he applied to his guardian Fairy for help. "You have let him make a fool of you a second time!" she said, again giving him advice, to help him towards the fulfilment of his wish of becoming the King's son-in-law. When he came to the Magician he shouted at him: "You miserable deceiver! Now my patience is at an end! But eye for eye, tongue for tongue, ear for ear!" With these words he seized the Magician to strangle him. But the latter cried, in the utmost peril of death: "Have mercy! Have mercy! Let me live! Go to my sisters, who live a little farther back than this." Then he gave him the necessary directions so that he might find the way there without delay, and also the magic word which he had to pronounce at the gate. After some hours he came to the gate of a palace, which was in every respect like that of the Magician. He knocked, and in answer to the question, "Who are you, and what do you want here?" he answered, "I want the little gold horn." "I perceive that my brother has sent you to me. What does he want of me?" "He wants a little piece of red cloth; he has torn a hole in his cloak." "Here's a piece, and now get you gone from here!" a woman in the palace cried angrily, at the same time throwing into his opened hands a little piece of red cloth, which she had cut in the shape of a tongue. He journeyed on for several hours, and at last came to the foot of a high mountain. On a spur of rock was a castle, which looked exactly like that of the Magician. Then he knocked at the great gate, and a voice came from the interior, saying, "Who are you, and what is your desire?" "I want the little gold hand." "That's all right. I perceive that my brother has sent you. What does he want from me?" "He wants two lentil-grains for soup." "What rubbish! Here, take them and make yourself scarce!" Then the owner of the castle threw him two little lentil-grains, wrapped in a piece of paper, and noisily closed the window. At last he came to a wide plain, in the middle of which a castle exactly like the Magician's was built. When he knocked he was asked what he wanted, and answered: "I want the little gold foot." [Illustration: "THE OWNER OF THE CASTLE THREW HIM TWO LITTLE LENTIL-GRAINS."] "Ah! my brother has sent you to me! And what does he wish from me?" "He wishes you to send him two snails for his supper." "Here they are, but now leave me in peace!" a woman called out, ungraciously, from the window, at the same time throwing him the two snails he desired. Now the youth returned with the things he had collected to the Magician, and said: "Here I bring you what you wished for."