man, and awakened his covetousness, so that he cried out--

"What! shall I not have the whole?"

Scarcely had he spoken when the figure, with a most mournful wail,
passed in a blue flame over the moat of the castle, and the man fell
sick, and died within three days.

The story soon spread through the country, and a poor scholar who heard
it thought he had now an opportunity of making his fortune. He therefore
went at midnight to the place, and there he met with the wandering white
woman, and he told her why he was come, and offered his services to
raise the treasure. She, however, answered that he was not one of the
three, one of whom alone could free her, and that the wall in which was
the money would still remain so firm that no human being should be able
to break it. She also told him that at some future time he should be
rewarded for his good inclination; and, it is said, when a long time
after he passed by that place, and thought with compassion on the
sufferings of the unblest woman, he fell on his face over a great heap
of money, which soon put him again on his feet. The wall still remains
undisturbed, and as often as any one has attempted to throw it down,
whatever is thrown down in the day is replaced again in the night.

* * * * *

Three men went once in the night-time to Klumhöi to try their luck, for
a dragon watches there over a great treasure. They dug into the ground,
giving each other a strict charge not to utter a word whatever might
happen, otherwise all their labour would be in vain. When they had dug
pretty deep, their spades struck against a copper chest. They then made