Once upon a time there was a princess who was ever so proud: if any man came to woo（追求） her she would set him a riddle, and if he couldn't guess it he was laughed to scorn and sent packing. She also had it made known that whoever did guess the answer to her riddle should marry her, no matter who he might be. And indeed, in the end it so happened that three tailors were making the attempt at the same time. The two eldest reckoned（估计，猜想） that as they had already successfully sewn（缝纫，装订） many a delicate stitch（针脚） , they could hardly go wrong and were bound to succeed here as well; the third was a feckless（软弱的，无气力的） , giddy（头晕的，眼花的） young fellow who didn't even know his trade properly but thought he was bound to have luck in this case, for if not, then what luck would he ever have in any other case. The two others said to him: "You'd better just stay at home, you with your feather-brain won't get far." But the young tailor wouldn't be put off, saying that he had set his heart on this enterprise and would manage all right; and off he went, sauntering（漫步，闲逛） along as if the whole world belonged to him.