I had quite forgotten all about Fairy Land, and the wonderful old woman, and the curious red mark.
My favourite brother and I shared the same bed.

Some childish dispute arose between us; and our last words, ere we fell asleep, were not of kindness, notwithstanding the pleasures of the day.

When I woke in the morning, I missed him.

He had risen early, and had gone to bathe in the river.

In another hour, he was brought home drowned.