off into the bushes. But the gamekeeper saw that the fawn had run away and hidden itself in a cave. He thought: "The fox cried out, so he has some of my shots in his fur coat. I'll get him some other time."
So he went into the ruins through the gate. Within, there was a courtyard all deserted, and with its wall fallen down. So the gamekeeper passed through the courtyard and came into a spacious cellar. There he saw three lamps burning, and looking round, he was filled with amazement. But all this was as nothing, for in the corner were three glittering heaps of golden coins and one heap of big gold pieces. The gamekeeper reflected: "If I had all that, I should give up gamekeeping and have a splendid time."
No sooner had he said this than a grey old man appeared and asked: "What are you looking for, gamekeeper?"
"Well, I shot at a fox and he ran in somewhere here, and so I'm wandering about looking for him."
"You won't get the fox you're looking for, for I am he."
"And why are you here in a fox's shape? What's the reason of that?"
