will get the kingship over
the fairies which he is trying to get. Otherwise, the monk will kill
you and get the magic power. That is why I have delayed you so long.
Now go ahead, and win magic power."

So the goblin left the body on the king's shoulder and went away. And
the king reflected how the monk Patience was planning to hurt him. He
took the body and joyfully went to the fig-tree.

CONCLUSION

So King Triple-victory came to the monk Patience with the body on his
shoulder. And he saw the monk along in the dark night, sitting under
the cemetery tree and looking down the road. He had made a magic circle
with yellow powdered bones in a spot smeared with blood. In it he had
put a jug filled with blood and lamps with magic oil. He had kindled a
fire and brought together the things he needed for worship.

The monk rose to greet the king who came carrying the body, and he
said: "O King, you have done me a great favour, and a hard one. This is
a strange business and a strange time and place for such as you. They
say truly that you are the best of kings, for you serve others without
thinking of yourself. This is the very thing that makes the greatness
of a great man, when he does not give a thing up, though it costs his
very life."

So the monk felt sure the he was quite successful, and he took the body
from the king's shoulder. He bathed it and put garlands on it, and set
it in the middle of the circle. Then he smeared his own body with
ashes, put on a cord made of human hair, wrapped himself in dead man's
clothes, and stood a moment, deep in thought. And the goblin was
attracted by his thought into the body, and the monk worshipped him.

First he offered liquor in a skull, then he gave him human teeth
carefully cleaned, and human eyes and flesh. So he completed his
worship, then he said to the king: "O King, fall flat on the ground
before this master magician in an attitude of reverence, so that he may
give you what you want."

And the king remembered the words of the goblin. He said to the monk:
"Holy sir, I do not know that attitude of reverence. Do you show me
first, and afterwards I will do it in the same way."

And when the monk fell on the ground to show the attitude of reverence,
the king cut off his head with a sword, and cut out his heart and split
it open. And he gave the head and the heart to the goblin.

Then all the little gods were delighted and cried: "Well done!" And the
goblin was pleased