Gretel went straight to Hänsel, opened the stable door and cried,  »Hänsel, we are free!  The old witch is dead!«  Then, out flew Hänsel like a bird from its cage as soon as the door is opened.  How they did rejoice and embrace each other, and dance about and kiss each other!  And as they had nothing more to fear they went into the old witch's house, and in every corner there stood chests of pearls and precious stones.  »This is something better than pebbles,«  said Hänsel, as he filled his pockets, and Gretel, thinking she also would like to carry something home with her, filled her apron full.  »Now, away we go,«  said Hänsel;  »if we only can get out of the witch's wood.«