Fisherman And His Wife

When the fisherman went home to his wife in the pigsty, he told her how he had caught a great fish, and how it had told him it was an enchanted prince, and how, on hearing it speak, he had let it go again.

"Did not you ask it for anything?" said the wife. "We live very wretchedly here, in this nasty dirty pigsty; do go back and tell the fish we want a snug little cottage."