She sprang to the door and would have run away, but on the stairs a man caught her and brought her back. When she looked at him, it was king Thrushbeard again.
He said to her kindly, “Do not be afraid, I and the fiddler who has been living with you in that wretched hovel are one. For love of you, I disguised myself so. And I was also the hussar who rode through your crockery. This was all done to humble your proud spirit, and to punish you for the insolence with which you mocked me.”
Then she wept bitterly and said, "I have done great wrong, and am not worthy to be your wife." But he said, "Be comforted, the evil days are past. Now we will celebrate our wedding. Then the maids-in-waiting came in and put on her the most splendid clothing, and her father and his whole court came and wished her happiness in her marriage with King Thrushbeard, and the joy now began in earnest. I wish you and I had been there too.
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