When Sunday came and the maiden was to go she was very troubled. She filled her pockets with peas and beans, soon she came to the wood and found her path strewed with ashes so she followed the track and every step she went she threw a pea.
She had hardly done this when the robbers came in having another young girl. They began to feast and drink. They gave the girl three kinds of wine one of white, one of red and one of yellow and when she had the three drank she fainted and died.
At last one them said “have you looked behind the cask yet?”. When the old woman heard this she said “sit down and eat your supper and leave the ring alone until morning”.
The ashes had blown away but the peas and beans had taken root and were springing up and showed her the way home by the light of the moon.
When the day arrived that the wedding was to be held and her husband came and the miller asked all his friends and relations to the feast.
Then they gave her three kinds of wine white, red, yellow till she fell dead.