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3/ Then the wedding dances started, which were odd dances accompanied by strange, fantastic music which the girl had never danced to before. Only now and then there was a dance she was familiar with, and she always danced those with the handsome groom. Finally, a weird dance started that involved the most fantastic jumps and turns.
Then, suddenly, in the middle of the merry, carefree pirouettes it suddenly became calm and quiet. Twelve blows of the horn reverberated eerily through the night. Then there was silence once more, and everything vanished at once - the cheerful party of the guests, the merry musicians, the old, peculiar tables and cutlery, the whole strange village.
As the poor girl looked around in consternation, she once again stood alone in the dark night on the quiet forest meadow, and did not know what had happened to her. She quickly hurried home. There, she discovered a beret in her basket which she remembered being worn by the handsome groom. Within the beret, there were quite a few old, heavy gold and silver coins, as well as a rolled-up, yellowed sheet of parchment. The following was written on the parchment in gothic letters: