" They found a stone house, knocked at the door,
and an old woman opened it. "We are looking for quarters for the night,"
said the soldier, "and some lining for our stomachs, for mine is as empty
as an old knapsack." "You cannot stay here," answered the old woman;
"this is a robber's house, and you would do wisely to get away before they
come home, or you will be lost." "It won't be so bad as that," answered
the soldier, "I have not had a mouthful for two days, and whether I am
murdered here or die of hunger in the forest is all the same to me. I
shall go in." The huntsman would not follow, but the soldier drew him
in with him by the sleeve. "Come, my dear brother, we shall not come
to an end so quickly as that!" The old woman had pity on them and said,
"Creep in here behind the stove, and if they leave anything, I will give
it to you on the sly when they are asleep." Scarcely were they in the
corner before twelve robbers came bursting in, seated themselves at the
table which was already laid, and vehemently demanded some food. The
old woman brought in some great dishes of roast meat, and the robbers
enjoyed that thoroughly.
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