In the meantime a young man came along the road， who was strong and healthy， singing a song， and glancing around on every side。 When he saw the half-fainting one， he went compassionately to him， raised him up， poured a strengthening draught（气流，汇票） out of his flask for him， and waited till he came round。
"Dost thou know，" said the stranger， whilst he was getting up， "who I am， and who it is whom thou hast helped on his legs again？" "No，" answered the youth， "I do not know thee。" "I am Death，" said he。 "I spare no one， and can make no exception with thee， but that thou mayst see that I am grateful， I promise thee that I will not fall on thee unexpectedly， but will send my messengers to thee before I come and take thee away。"
"Well，" said the youth， "it is something gained that I shall know when thou comest， and at any rate be safe from thee for so long。" Then he went on his way， and was light-hearted， and enjoyed himself， and lived without thought。 But youth and health did not last long， soon came sicknesses and sorrows， which tormented him by day， and took away his rest by night。