ripped open the bladder in her bosom, so that a stream of blood gushed out, and down she fell on the floor as though she were dead.
"What a daredevil you are, Peik!" said the King, "if you haven't stabbed your sister to death, and here I stood by and saw it with my own eyes!"
"There's no risk with her body so long as there's breath in my nostrils;" and with that he pulled out a ram's-horn and began to toot upon it, and when he had tooted a bridal tune, he put the end to her body, and blew life into her again, and up she rose as though there was naught the matter with her.
"Bless me, Peik! can you kill folk and blow life into them again? Can you do that?" said the King.
"Why!" said Peik, "how could I get on at all if I couldn't? I'm always killing every one I come near; don't you know I'm very hasty?"
