"But have you seen what sort of creature she is?"
"No," said he, "I have not seen her. I have put my first sleep past before I perceive that she is near me, and I am in my sleep again when she goes away, and I never yet have seen what she is like."
"Well, my son," said the mother, "your pains seem great to me. You don't know whether she is black or white, nor what is her seeming. She may be legless for aught that you know, but here is a candle, it will light if you breathe your breath on it; keep it carefully till you get a chance, and when she is asleep, light it. You will see whether it is worth your while to wait for her."
He took the candle, for he was glad to get it, and he put it next his breast.
Next morning he was up betimes, and went out, and shook his bridle, and came in to b
