"I said I would sell myself to the devil if I could get a drink."

"Well, how much do you want for seven years, and the devil to get
you then?"

"Well, I can't tell exactly, when it comes to the push."

"Will L700 do you?"

"Yes; I'd take L700."

"And the devil to get you then?"

"Oh, yes; I don't care about that."

When Billy got home he found the money in his smithy. He at once
shut the smithy, and began squandering the money, keeping open
house.

Amongst the people who flocked to get what they could out of Billy
came an old hermit, who said, "I am very hungry, and nearly starved.
Will you give me something to eat and drink?"

"Oh, yes; come in and get what you like."

The hermit disappeared, after eating and drinking, and did not
reappear for several months, when he received the same kindly
welcome, again disappearing. A few months afterwards he again
appeared.