The Master Thief

So off he went with the sheet, and the night-gown too.

An hour later the real Governor returned.

`Well, what a time it has taken to lock the house door, father!' said his wife, `and what have you done with the sheet and the night-gown?'

`What do you mean?' asked the Governor.

`Oh, I am asking you what you have done with the night-gown and sheet that you got to wipe the blood off yourself with,' said she.

`Good heavens!' said the Governor, `has he actually got the better of me again?'

When day came the Master Thief came too, and wanted to have the Governor's daughter as had been promised, and the Governor dared do no otherwise than give her to him, and much money besides, for he feared that if he did not the Master Thief might steal the very eyes out of his head, and that he himself would be ill spoken of by all men. The Master Thief lived well and happily from that time forth, and whether he ever stole any more or not I cannot tell you, but if he did it was but for pastime.