Carrying it a little way down the beach, he washed it well, scrubbing away every drop of the poison it had contained with sand from the shore.
Then he went back to the boat.
Ervic's comrades were still sound asleep and knew nothing of the three fishes or what strange happenings were taking place about them.

Ervic dipped the kettle in the lake, holding fast to the handle until it was under water.

The gold and silver and bronze fishes promptly swam into the kettle.

The young Skeezer then lifted it, poured out a little of the water so it would not spill over the edge, and said to the fishes: "What next ?" "Carry the kettle to the shore.

Take one hundred steps to the east, along the edge of the lake, and then you will see a path leading through the meadows, up hill and down dale.