Then they ate the dry bread together, and Frederick said, “Catherine, did you make the house safe when you came away?”

“No, Frederick, you should have told me to do it before.”

“Then go home again, and make the house safe before we go any farther, and bring with you something else to eat. I will wait here for you.”

Catherine went back and thought, “Frederick wants something more to eat, he does not like butter and cheese, so I will take with me a handkerchief full of dried pears and a pitcher of vinegar for him to drink.” Then she bolted the upper half of the door fast, but unhinged the lower door, and took it on her back, believing that when she had placed the door in security the house must be well taken care of. Catherine took her time on the way, and thought, “Frederick will rest himself so much the longer.” When she had once reached him she said, “Here is the house-door for you, Frederick, and now you can take care of the house yourself.”