"Yes," said Boots, "now I see something like a blue stripe, far far away."
"Yes," said the foal, "that's a river we've got to cross."
Over the river was a long, grand bridge; and when they had got over to the other side, they travelled on a long, long way. At last the foal asked again
"If Boots didn't see anything?"
"Yes, this time he saw something that looked black far far away, just as though it were a church steeple."
"Yes," said the foal, "that's where we're going to turn in."
So when the foals got into the churchyard, they became men again, and looked like Princes, with such fine clothes that it glistened from them; and so they went into the church, and took the bread and wine from the priest who stood at the altar. And Boots he went in too; but when the priest had laid his hands on the Princes, and given them the blessing, they went out of the church again, and Boots went out too; but he took with him a flask of wine and a wafer. And as soon as ever the seven Princes came out into the churchyard, they were turned into foals again, and so Boots got up on the back of the youngest, and so they all went back the same way that they had come; only they went much, much faster. First they crossed the bridge, next they passed the trunk, and then they passed the old hag, who sat at the cleft and span, and they went by her so fast, that Boots couldn't hear what the old hag screeched after him; but he heard so much as to know she was in an awful rage.
It was almost dark when they got back to the palace,
