Transcription: There was once a poor miller who had a beautiful daughter. The miller talked about his daughter all the time. He wanted everyone to know just how beautiful his daughter was. One day the miller got to meet the king and as usual the miller boasted about his daughter but this time he went a little too far. My daughter is beautiful and so very skilful too, the miller told the king. She can spin straw into gold. Really, said the king, this I must see. Bring her to my palace tomorrow. The miller now wished he could take back what he had said, but it was too late, so the next he brought his daughter ...
