Now he was rich indeed . He put the dog back upon the chest , shut the door , and then called up through the tree : ` Now pull me up again , old Witch ! ' ` Have you got the tinder-box also ? ' asked the Witch . ` Botheration ! ' said the Soldier , ' I had clean forgotten it ! ' And then he went back and fetched it . The Witch pulled him up , and there he stood again on the high road , with pockets , knapsack , cap and boots filled with gold . ` What do you want to do with the tinder-box ? ' asked the Soldier . ` That does n't matter to you , ' replied the Witch . ` You have got your money , give me my tinder-box . ' ` We 'll see ! ' said the Soldier . ` Tell me at once what you want to do with it , or I will draw my sword , and cut off your head ! ' ` No ! ' screamed the Witch . The Soldier immediately cut off her head . That was the end of her ! But he tied up all his gold in her apron , slung it like a bundle over his shoulder , put the tinder-box in his pocket , and set out towards the town .
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