Then
he cried out in terror and ran to get out at the back door, but the dog, who was
lying there, ran at him and bit his leg; and as he was rushing through the yard
by the dunghill the donkey struck out and gave him a great kick with his
hindfoot; and the rooster, who had been wakened by the noise, and felt quite
brisk, cried out, »Cock-a-doodle-doo! Cock-a-doodle-doo!« Then the
robber got back as well as he could to his captain, and said, »Oh dear!
in that house there is a grewsome witch and I felt her breath and her long nails
in my face, and by the door there stands a man who stabbed me in the leg with a
knife, and in the yard there lies a black spectre who beat me with his wooden
club, and above, upon the roof, there sits the justice who cried, ›Bring that
rogue here! Bring that rogue here!‹ And so I ran away from the place as fast as
I could.« From that time forward the robbers never ventured to that house, and
the four Bremen town musicians found themselves so well off where they were,
that there they stayed.