’Butmyheartdidnotquitemelt，’continuedtherobber，’untilyoupitiedmeandweptforme。’
Thegodson，fullofjoy，ledtherobbertotheplacewherethestumpswere。Andwhentheygotthere，theysawthatfromthethirdstumpanapple-treehadbeguntosprout。Andthegodsonrememberedthatthedrovershadnotbeenabletolightthedampwooduntilthefirehadburntupwell。Soitwasonlywhenhisownheartburntwarmly，thatanother’shearthadbeenkindledbyit。
Andthegodsonwasfullofjoythathehadatlastatonedforhissins。
Hetoldallthistotherobber，anddied。Therobberburiedhim，andlivedasthegodsonhadcommandedhim，teachingtootherswhatthegodsonhadtaughthim。
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