The Scarlet Flower

The honest merchant pondered and, thinking whether it was not enough, how much time, said to her these words:

“Well, my dear daughter, good and handsome, I will get you such a crystal tuvalet; and he also has it in the daughter of the king of Persia, a young queen, unspeakable beauty, indescribable and unexpected; and that tuvalo was buried in a high stone tower, and it stands on a stone mountain, the height of that mountain is three hundred fathoms, behind seven iron doors, behind seven German locks, and three thousand steps lead to that tower, and at each step there is a warrior Persian and day and night with a saber bald of damask, and the keys to those iron doors are worn by the princess on her belt. I know such a person overseas, and he will get me such a tuvalo. Your job as a sister is harder, but there is no opposite for my treasury.