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The Golden Duck: The Story of Prince Raduz and the Faithful Ludmila
When she saw him coming she called out:
“Again you bring no one, you good-for-nothing! Where did you leave them this time?”
“Where did I leave them?” the old man said. “How could I leave them when I didn’t even see them? All I saw was a little chapel and a hermit preaching to a congregation of flies. I almost froze the congregation to death!”
“Oh, what a booby you are!” Yezibaba cried. “Raduz was the hermit and Ludmila one of the flies! Why didn’t you bring me just one shingle from the roof of the chapel? I see I’ll have to go after them myself!”
In a rage she mounted the third magic steed and flew off.
In the meantime Raduz and Ludmila were hurrying on. Suddenly Ludmila said:
“I wonder why my left cheek burns? Look back, dear Raduz, again, and see if there is any one following us.”
Raduz turned and looked. “There’s nothing following us but a red cloud in the sky.”
“A red cloud? That must be Yezibaba herself on the steed of fire. Now indeed we must be careful. Up to this it has been easy enough but it won’t be easy to deceive her. Here we are beside a lake. I will change myself into a golden duck and float on the water. Do you dive into the water so that she can’t burn you. When she alights and tries to catch me, do you jump up and get the horse by the bridle. Don’t be afraid at what will happen.”
The fiery cloud descended, burning up everything it touched. At the edge of the water Yezibaba alighted from her steed and tried to catch the golden duck. The duck fluttered on and on just out of her reach and Yezibaba went farther and farther from her horse.
Then Raduz leaped out of the water and caught the horse by its bridle. At once the duck rose on its wings and flew to Raduz and became again Ludmila. Together they mounted the fiery steed and flew off over the lake.
Yezibaba, helpless with rage and dismay, called after them a bitter curse:
“If you, Raduz, are kissed by woman before you wed Ludmila, then will you forget Ludmila! And you, ungrateful girl, if once Raduz forgets you then he shall not remember you again until seven long years have come and gone!




