` Now you wo n't get the best of me again ! ' And he went home . ` What a very wicked man ! ' thought Little Klaus . ` He was going to kill me ! It was a good thing for my grandmother that she was dead already , or else he would have killed her ! ' Then he dressed his grandmother in her Sunday clothes , borrowed a horse from his neighbour , harnessed the cart to it , sat his grandmother on the back seat so that she could not fall out when he drove , and away they went . When the sun rose they were in front of a large inn . Little Klaus got down , and went in to get something to drink . The host was very rich . He was a very worthy but hot-tempered man . ` Good morning ! ' said he to Little Klaus . ` You are early on the road . ' ` Yes , ' said Little Klaus . ' I am going to the town with my grandmother . She is sitting outside in the cart ; I can not bring her in . Will you not give her a glass of mead ? But you will have to speak loud , for she is very hard of hearing . ' ` Oh yes , certainly I will ! '
said the XXXXX ; and , pouring out a large glass of mead , he took it out to the dead grandmother , who was sitting upright in the cart .
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