It wasn't long before the king came into the room. He
was happy to see the gold, quite happy indeed.
But the king did not keep his promise to marry Grittel, at least not yet. He said that it would help the townspeople if she could spin more straw into gold that very night. She was locked in a bigger room with straw from the floor to the ceiling.
Once again,Grittel began to cry. Once again the troll with the gray beard and the blue hat appeared.
" So what do you have for a job that's well-done?
This work isn't easy and not at all fun.."the troll said to her.
Grittel gave the troll her ring. He set to work
and by morning, the room was filled with gold.The next day the king , once again, told Grittel that she must make gold from straw, but only for one more night. Once again she was locked in a big room with straw from the floor to the ceiling.
Once again she started to cry.