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Then, “There is one here; I will give it to you,” said the old woman 
to him. 
She sought it; she found it; she gave it to him. In return he gave her 
a good one. 
“This is what I want,” said the evil thief to her. 
Now the boy was not at home; he had left his magic lamp. Then he 
arrived. He asked his mother, “Where is that lamp of mine?” 
“My son,” she told him, “we have been given a good one in trade for 
that lamp of yours.” 
The boy was angry. 
“You have done badly by me. This person was the one who threw 
me into the cave, this person who has cheated you,” he told his mother. 
Then the boy went away. Presently, as he walked along and night 
fell, he went to sleep. 
When he awoke, as he stirred, “What is it you desire, you who are my 
master?” he was asked by his ring, which he had rubbed. 
“Wherever he is who stole my lamp from me, there let me be,” he 
told it. 
“Very well,” it said to him. 
When he went to sleep and again woke up, there was a house close by. 
Then, “What shall I do now?” he thought. 
Then he saw the other depart. Thereupon he went there. 
“Let me be an ant!” 
He changed his form; he became an ant; then in a crack of a timber 
in the roof of the house he hid. He saw a young woman who was there. 
He stayed all night, waiting for the other to sleep. At last the thief went 
to sleep. Then he rubbed his ring. 
“What is it you desire, you who are my master? it asked him. 
“This person who stole my lamp from me you will go place across the 
sea. My lamp you will leave behind,” he told it. 
“Very well,” it answered him. 
Then he took the magic lamp. 
“Let me be in our own house!” said the boy. 
There he then always carried his lamp with him; he never left it. 
Presently, there was that thief going about again, selling golden 
chains. He entered the boy’s house. The old woman was alone in the 
house. 
“Perhaps if this thing is here, your son will become an even greater 
man,” he told her; “Here in the centre of the house do you hang it up; 
and inside it do you put a stone heart; put it inside. Thus will your house 
be very beautiful.” 
The old woman bought it. Then the thief went away. Then the boy 
arrived. 
Then the old woman said to him, “My son, I have bought the stone 
heart that hangs there so that you may carry it about with you.” 
Then the boy liked it. When night came, he rubbed the lamp. 
“What do you want?” his lamp asked him. 
“The stone heart that is inside the thing which hangs there,” he 
answered. 
