Akingwasoncehuntinginagreatwood，andhehuntedthegamesoeagerlythatnoneofhiscourtierscouldfollowhim。Wheneveningcameonhestoodstillandlookedroundhim，andhesawthathehadquitelosthimself。Hesoughtawayout，butcouldfindnone。Thenhesawanoldwomanwithashakingheadcomingtowardshim；butshewasawitch。
’Goodwoman，’hesaidtoher，’canyounotshowmethewayoutofthewood？’
’Oh，certainly，SirKing，’shereplied，’Icanquitewelldothat，butononecondition，whichifyoudonotfulfilyouwillnevergetoutofthewood，andwilldieofhunger。’
’Whatisthecondition？’askedtheKing。
’Ihaveadaughter，’saidtheoldwoman，’whoissobeautifulthatshehasnotherequalintheworld，andiswellfittedtobeyourwife；ifyouwillmakeherlady-queenIwillshowyouthewayoutofthewood。’