So with a throb of joy and delight, I asked Grannie: "What then?"

Grannie went on: Then the princess took her little husband away
in great distress, and built a large palace with seven wings, and
began to cherish her husband with great care.

I jumped up and down in my bed and clutched at the bolster more
tightly than ever and said: "What then?"

Grannie continued : The little boy went to school and learnt many
lessons from his teachers, and as he grew up his class-fellows began to
ask him: "Who is that beautiful lady who lives with you in the palace
with the seven wings? " The Brahman's son was eager to know who she
was. He could only remember how one day he had been gathering sticks,
and a great disturbance arose. But all that was so long ago, that he
had no clear recollection.

Four or five years passed in this way. His companions always asked him:
"Who is that beautiful lady in the palace with the seven wings?" And
the Brahman's son would come back from school and sadly tell the
princess: "My school companions always ask me who is that beautiful lady
in the palace with the seven wings, and I can give them no reply. Tell
me, oh, tell me, who you are!"

The princess said : "Let it pass to-day. I will tell you some other
day." And every day the Brahman's son would ask; "Who are you? " and
the princess would reply: "Let it pass to-day. I will tell you some
other day." In this manner four or five more years passed away.