“Ask him,” said the princess, “if he will be satisfied with ten kisses from
one of my ladies.”
“No, thank you,” said the swineherd: “ten kisses from the princess, or I
keep my pot.”
“That is tiresome,” said the princess. “But you must stand before me, so
that nobody can see it.”
The ladies placed themselves in front of her and spread out their dresses,
and she gave the swineherd ten kisses and received the pot.
That was a pleasure! Day and night the water in the pot was boiling; there
was not a single fire in the whole town of which they did not know what
was preparing on it, the chamberlain’s as well as the shoemaker’s. The
ladies danced and clapped their hands for joy.
“We know who will eat soup and pancakes; we know who will eat
porridge and cutlets; oh, how interesting!”
