And Owlglass did rise up early in the morning, and he saddled a horse, and gave him to eat, and then departed, and gat him unto the house of the burghmaster. And the burghmaster, at that time, fortuned to be at his breakfast, and had before him a porringer of barley broth. And the burghmaster questioned Owlglass how that it had come to pass that he had killed the hog. Then Owlglass answered cunningly, and told him how that the hog brake his way into the yard and wallowed upon the dunghill; and, moreover, he told him how he had struck the hog, that he departed into the pool, and was there drowned. But the burghmaster was a man of slow understanding,—as is in truth not a thing marvellous strange amid people set in authority,—and he demanded of Owlglass that he should tell him the story more plainly. Whereat replied Owlglass and said: “Most worshipful sir, I will set forth unto you this thing very plain and easy to be comprehended of you. Look you, suppose ye that ye were yourself the hog, and your porringer of barley the pool, and suppose that I came after this wise, and with my hand smote you thus”—and therewith fetched Owlglass the burghmaster a great blow over the head—“thou mightest fall therein.” Thereat cried the burghmaster aloud, and would have held Owlglass; but he ran forth and leapt upon his horse and departed thence with great haste.
_How that Owlglass at Nugenstädten, in the land of Thuringia, did wash the women’s furs._
Now after that did Owlglass come into the land of Thuringia, into the village of Nugenstädten, and there he entered and besought the inn-folk that he should receive a night’s lodging. Thereat came the hostess unto him, and asked him, saying: “What manner of trade followest thou?”
And Owlglass answered and said unto her: “Truly am I of no trade, but do in all things accustom myself to speak the truth.” Then said the hostess: “Such do I most gladly receive into my house, and truth-speakers are welcome.” And Owlglass looked round him, and he perceived that the hostess did squint; therefore he said: “Squint-wife, squint-wife, where doth it please ye that I shall sit, and where would ye have me to lay my staff and wallet?” Thereat waxed the hostess very wroth, and said unto him: “May nought good ever happen unto thee; in all my life did no one ever say unto me that I squinted!” But Owlglass answered and said unto her: “Dear hostess, be not angry with me, for an if I do speak the truth, then must I do it at all times, and in all things.” And thereat was her wrath turned away, and she, being merry, laughed and was content.