The Fisherman and His Wife--Page 2


"Well," said the man, " you need not make so much noise about it; I am sure I had better let a flounder that can talk swim away."	"Husband," said his wife, "have you caught nothing today?" "No," said the man. "I caught a flounder who said he was an enchanted prince, so I let him swim away again."

With these words he put him back into the shining water, and the flounder sank to the bottom, leaving a long streak of blood behind. Then the fisherman got up, and went home to his wife in the hut.	"Did you wish nothing from him?" said his wife. "No," said the man, "what should I have wished from him? "Ah!" said the woman, "it’s dreadful to have to live all one’s life in this hut that is so small and dirty; you ought to have wished for a cottage. Go now and call him; say to him that we choose to have a cottage, and he will certainly give it to you."