ABSTRACT
Where it was, where it wasn't, don't worry about it, just so it was the way I tell you. There was once a maiden and she lived with other people in a little house somewhere far away in a dark pine grove. She was already fully grown and fit for work, but what good was that when she took such a fright from every rustle that she could hardly breathe for fear. She wouldn't for the world remain home alone or go somewhere without others—even if it were in the middle of the day. And when evening came on, she wouldn't even peek out the door!
