traces with the broom. She dashed up to the fiery river, gave a
glance, and said, `A capital bridge!' She drove on to the bridge,
but had only got half-way when the bridge broke in two, and the
Baba Yaga went flop into the river. There truly did she meet with
a cruel death!

Prince Ivan fattened up the colt in the green meadows, and it
turned into a wondrous steed. Then he rode to where Marya
Morevna was. She came running out, and flung herself on his
neck, crying:

`By what means has God brought you back to life?'

`Thus and thus,' says he. `Now come along with me.'

`I am afraid, Prince Ivan! If Koshchei catches us you will
be cut in pieces again.'

`No, he won't catch us! I have a splendid heroic steed now;
it flies just like a bird.' So they got on its back and rode away.

Koshchei the Deathless was returning home when his horse
stumbled beneath him.

`What art thou stumbling for, sorry jade? Dost thou scent any
ill?'

`Prince Ivan has come and carried off Marya Morevna.'

`Can we catch them?'