“What tricks have you been playing?” said the old goblin. “I have become engaged. Do neither of you want to be married?” The sons no, they had no wish to marry. They wrestled each other and pulled each other's fingers. They made lousy speeches for their father, then they lay down on the table to sleep. But the old goblin danced about the room with his young bride, and exchanged boots with her, which is more fashionable than exchanging rings. |





