“I am alone in this house, but please do come in.”
How came up that I was your enemy?
I was the snake you killed
No sooner had she said this than she disappeared from sight. The fine house in which the woodcutter was sitting also disappeared in a puff of smoke. The woodcutter, whose life had been so miraculously saved, could hardly wait for day light to break. With the first sign of dawn he set off toward the mountain
He walked toward this light and came to a large and beautiful straw-thatched house. The woodcutter was surprised, for he had never expected to find such a fine house so deep in the forest. He knocked on the door, and a beautiful girl,about nineteen or twenty years of age, came out. “I am hungry and tired,” the woodcutter told her. “I have walked a long way today and have no place to stay.I wonder if you would put me up for the night?”
The woodcutter was astounded and asked her why he should be her enemy. The girl reminded him of the time he had saved the mother pheasant and her nest, and added: “I am the snake you killed that time.