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Then the fisherman went home, and found Ilsabill sitting on a

throne that was two miles high. And she had three great crowns on

her head, and around her stood all the pomp and power of the

Church. And on each side of her were two rows of burning lights,

of all sizes, the greatest as large as the highest and biggest

tower in the world, and the least no larger than a small

rushlight. 'Wife,' said the fisherman, as he looked at all this

greatness, 'are you pope?' 'Yes,' said she, 'I am pope.' 'Well,

wife,' replied he, 'it is a grand thing to be pope; and now you

must be easy, for you can be nothing greater.' 'I will think

about that,' said the wife. Then they went to bed: but Dame

Ilsabill could not sleep all night for thinking what she should

be next. At last, as she was dropping asleep, morning broke, and

the sun rose.