And then he went on to tell what the crows had said, and as he
spoke he turned to stone up to his knees. The prince called to him
to say no more as he had proved his innocence. But the servant paid
no heed to him, and by the time his story was done he had turned to
stone from head to foot.

Oh! how grieved the prince was to lose his faithful servant! And
what pained him most was the thought that he was lost through his
very faithfulness, and he determined to travel all over the world and
never rest till he found some means of restoring him to life.

Now there lived at Court an old woman who had been the prince's
nurse. To her he confided all his plans, and left his wife, the
princess, in her care. 'You have a long way before you, my son,'
said the old woman; 'you must never return till you have met with
Lucky Luck. If he cannot help you no one on earth can.'

So the prince set off to try to find Lucky Luck. He walked and
walked till he got beyond his own country, and he wandered
through a wood for three days but did not meet a living being in it.
At the end of the third day he came to a river near which stood a
large mill. Here he spent the night. When he was leaving next
morning the miller asked him: 'My gracious lord, where are you
going all alone?'

And the prince told him.

'Then I beg your Highness to ask Lucky Luck this question: Why is
it that though I have an excellent mill, with all its machinery
complete, and get plenty of grain to grind, I am so poor that I