So that was the last of the Magician giant.  But the poor little Magician’s daughter was so weary that, after a time she couldn’t move a step further, and she said to her lover, “Yonder are lights burning.  Go and see if you can find a night’s lodging:  I will climb this tree by the pool where I shall be safe, and by the time you return I shall be rested.”

Now, by chance, it happened that the lights they saw were the lights of the castle where Nix Naught Nothing’s father and mother, the King and Queen, lived (though of course, he did not know this); so, as he walked towards the castle, he came upon the hen-wife’s cottage and asked for a night’s lodging.

“Who are you?” asked the hen-wife suspiciously.

“I am Nix Naught Nothing,” replied the young man.

Now the hen-wife still grieved over her boy who had been killed, so she instantly resolved to be revenged.

“I cannot give you a night’s lodging,” she said, “but you shall have a drink of milk, for you look weary.  Then you can go on to the castle and beg for a bed there.”

So she gave him a cup of milk; but, being a witch-woman, she put a potion to it so that the very moment he saw his father and mother he should fall fast asleep, and none should be able to waken him so he would be no use to anybody, and would not recognize his father and mother.

Now the King and Queen had never ceased grieving for their lost son.  They were always very kind to wandering young men, and when they heard that one was begging a night’s lodging, they went down to the hall to see him.  And lo, the moment Nix Naught Nothing caught sight of his father and mother, there he was on the floor fast asleep, and none could waken him!  He did not recognize his father and mother nor they did not recognize him.

But Prince Nix Naught Nothing had grown into a very handsome young man, so they pitied him very much, and when none, do what they would, could waken him, the King said, “A maiden will likely take more trouble to waken him than others, seeing how handsome he is.  Send forth a proclamation that if any maiden in my realm can waken this young man, she shall have him in marriage, and a handsome dowry to boot.”

So the proclamation was sent forth, and all the pretty maidens of the realm came to try their luck, but they had no success.

Now the gardener whose boy had been killed by the giant had a daughter who was very ugly indeed—­so ugly that she thought it no use to try her luck, and went about her work as usual.  So she took her pitcher to the pool to fill it.  Now the Magician’s daughter was still hiding in the tree waiting for her lover to return.  Thus it came to pass that the gardener’s ugly daughter, bending down to fill her pitcher in the pool, saw a beautiful shadow in the water, and thought it was her own!

“If I am as pretty as that,” she cried, “I’ll draw water no longer!”

So she threw down her pitcher, and went straight to the castle to see if she hadn’t a chance of the handsome stranger and the handsome dowry.  But of course she hadn’t; though at the sight of Nix Naught Nothing she fell so much in love with him, that, knowing the hen-wife to be a witch, she went straight to her, and offered all her savings for a charm by which she could awaken the sleeper.