To Ivan they said, “Thanks be to God, He has given you good trading.”

But to each other, “How can this be?” says one.  “Ivan the Ninny bringing back such a cargo, while we in our fine ships have only a bag or two of gold.”

“And what is Ivan the Ninny doing with a princess?” says the other.

And they ground their teeth, and waited their time, and came up suddenly, when Ivan was alone in the twilight, and picked him up by his head and his heels, and hove him overboard into the dark blue sea.

Not one of the old men had seen them, and the Princess was not on deck.  In the morning they said that Ivan the Ninny must have walked overboard in his sleep.  And they drew lots.  The eldest brother took the Princess, and the second brother took the little ship laden with gold and silver and precious stones.  And so the brothers sailed home very well content.  But the Princess sat and wept all day long, looking down into the blue water.  The elder brother could not comfort her, and the second brother did not try.  And the ancient old sailormen muttered in their beards, and were sorry, and prayed to God to give rest to Ivan’s soul; for although he had been a ninny, and although he had made them carry a lot of salt and other things, yet they loved him, because he knew how to talk to ancient old sailormen.

But Ivan was not dead.  As soon as he splashed into the water, he crammed his fur hat a little tighter on his head, and began swimming in the sea.  He swam about until the sun rose, and then, not far away, he saw a floating timber log, and he swam to the log, and got astride of it, and thanked God.  And he sat there on the log in the middle of the sea, twiddling his thumbs for want of something to do.

There was a strong current in the sea that carried him along, and at last, after floating for many days without ever a bite for his teeth or a drop for his gullet, his feet touched land.  Now that was at night, and he left the log and walked up out of the sea, and lay down on the shore and waited for morning.

When the sun rose he stood up, and saw that he was on a bare island, and he saw nothing at all on the island except a huge house as big as a mountain; and as he was looking at the house the great door creaked with a noise like that of a hurricane among the pine forests, and opened; and a giant came walking out, and came to the shore, and stood there, looking down at Ivan.

“What are you doing here, little one?” says the giant.

Ivan told him the whole story, just as I have told it to you.

The giant listened to the very end, pulling at his monstrous whiskers.  Then he said, “Listen, little one.  I know more of the story than you, for I can tell you that to-morrow morning your eldest brother is going to marry your Princess.  But there is no need for you to take on about it.  If you want to be there, I will carry you and set you down before the house in time for the wedding.  And a fine wedding it is like to be, for your father thinks well of those brothers of yours bringing back all those precious stones, and silver and gold enough to buy a kingdom.”