But suddenly the right plan occurred to me.

I tripped one of them up, and, taking him by the legs, set him up on his head, with his heels against a tree.

I was delighted to find he could not move.

Meantime the poor child was walked over by the other, but it was for the last time.

Whenever one appeared, I followed the same plan--tripped him up and set him on his head; and so the little beggar was able to gather her wings without any trouble, which occupation she continued for several hours in my company." "What became of her ?" I asked.
"I took her home with me to my castle, and she told me all her story; but it seemed to me, all the time, as if I were hearing a child talk in its sleep.