light, lit her candle, let her light shine on him, and saw him, and he was the handsomest prince that eyes had ever beheld, and she loved him so much that it seemed to her that she must die if she did not kiss him that very moment.  So she did kiss him; but while she was doing it she let three drops of hot tallow fall upon his shirt, and he awoke.  “What have you done now?” said he; “you have brought misery on both of us.  If you had but held out for the space of one year I should have been free.  I have a step-mother who has bewitched me so that I am a white bear by day and a man by night; but now all is at an end between you and me, and I must leave you, and go to her.  She lives in a castle which lies east of the sun and west of the moon, and there too is a princess with a nose which is three ells long, and she now is the one whom I must marry.”

She wept and lamented, but all in vain, for go he must.  Then she asked him if she could not go with him.  But no, that could not be.  “Can you tell me the way then, and I will seek you—­that I may surely be allowed to do!”

“Yes, you may do that,” said he; “but there is no way thither.  It lies east of the sun and west of the moon, and never would you find your way there.”

When she awoke in the morning both the Prince and the castle were gone, and she was lying on a small green patch in the midst of a dark, thick wood.  By her side lay the self-same bundle of rags which she had brought with her from her own home.  So when she had rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and wept till she was weary, she set out on her way, and thus she walked for many and many a long day, until at last she came to a great mountain.  Outside it an aged woman was sitting, playing with a golden apple.  The girl asked her if she knew the way to the Prince who lived with his stepmother in the castle which lay east of the sun and west of the moon, and who was to marry a princess with a nose which was three ells long.  “How do you happen to know about him?” inquired the old woman; “maybe you are she who ought to have had him.”  “Yes, indeed, I am,” she said.  “So it is you, then?” said the old woman; “I know nothing about him but that he dwells in a castle which is east of the sun and west of the moon.  You will be a long time in getting to it, if ever you get to it at all; but you shall have the loan of my horse, and then you can ride on it to an old woman who is a neighbor of mine:  perhaps she can tell you about him.  When you have got there you must just strike the horse beneath the left ear and bid it go home again; but you may take the golden apple with you.”