There was once a cook named Grethel, who wore shoes with red rosettes, and when she walked out with them on, she turned herself this way and that, and thought, "You certainly are a pretty girl!" And when she came home she drank, in her gladness of heart, a draught of wine, and as wine excites a desire to eat, she tasted the best of whatever she was cooking until she was satisfied, and said, "The cook must know what the food is like."
It came to pass that the master one day said to her, "Grethel, there is a guest coming this evening; prepare me two fowls very daintily." - "I will see to it, master," answered Grethel. She killed two fowls, scalded them, plucked them, put them on the spit, and towards evening set them before the fire, that they might roast. The fowls began to turn brown, and were nearly ready, but the guest had not yet arrived. Then Grethel called out to her master, "If the guest does not come, I must take the fowls away from the fire, but it will be a sin and a shame if they are not eaten directly, when they are juiciest." The master said, "I will run myself, and fetch the guest." When the master had turned his back, Grethel laid the spit with the fowls on one side, and thought, "Standing so long by the fire there, makes one hot and thirsty; who knows when they will come? Meanwhile, I will run into the cellar, and take a drink." She ran down, set a jug, said, "God bless it to thy use, Grethel," and took a good drink, and took yet another hearty draught.
It came to pass that the master one day said to her, "Grethel, there is a guest coming this evening; prepare me two fowls very daintily." - "I will see to it, master," answered Grethel. She killed two fowls, scalded them, plucked them, put them on the spit, and towards evening set them before the fire, that they might roast. The fowls began to turn brown, and were nearly ready, but the guest had not yet arrived. Then Grethel called out to her master, "If the guest does not come, I must take the fowls away from the fire, but it will be a sin and a shame if they are not eaten directly, when they are juiciest." The master said, "I will run myself, and fetch the guest." When the master had turned his back, Grethel laid the spit with the fowls on one side, and thought, "Standing so long by the fire there, makes one hot and thirsty; who knows when they will come? Meanwhile, I will run into the cellar, and take a drink." She ran down, set a jug, said, "God bless it to thy use, Grethel," and took a good drink, and took yet another hearty draught.
Then she went and put the fowls down again to the fire, basted them, and drove the spit merrily round. But as the roast meat smelt so good, Grethel thought, "Something might be wrong, it ought to be tasted!" She touched it with her finger, and said, "Ah! how good fowls are! It certainly is a sin and a shame that they are not eaten directly!" She ran to the window, to see if the master was not coming with his guest, but she saw no one, and went back to the fowls and thought, "One of the wings is burning! I had better take it off and eat it." So she cut it off, ate it, and enjoyed it, and when she had done, she thought, "the other must go down too, or else master will observe that something is missing." When the two wings were eaten, she went and looked for her master, and did not see him. It suddenly occurred to her, "Who knows? They are perhaps not coming at all, and have turned in somewhere." Then she said, "Hallo, Grethel, enjoy yourself, one fowl has been cut into, take another drink, and eat it up entirely; when it is eaten you will have some peace, why should God's good gifts be spoilt?" So she ran into the cellar again, took an enormous drink and ate up the one chicken in great glee. When one of the chickens was swallowed down, and still her master did not come, Grethel looked at the other and said, "Where one is, the other should be likewise, the two go together; what's right for the one is right for the other; I think if I were to take another draught it would do me no harm." So she took another hearty drink, and let the second chicken rejoin the first.
While she was just in the best of the eating, her master came and cried, hurry up, "Haste thee, Grethel, the guest is coming directly after me!" - "Yes, sir, I will soon serve up," answered Grethel. Meantime the master looked to see that the table was properly laid, and took the great knife, wherewith he was going to carve the chickens, and sharpened it on the steps. Presently the guest came, and knocked politely and courteously at the house-door. Grethel ran, and looked to see who was there, and when she saw the guest, she put her finger to her lips and said, "Hush! hush! get away as quickly as you can, if my master catches you it will be the worse for you; he certainly did ask you to supper, but his intention is to cut off your two ears. Just listen how he is sharpening the knife for it!" The guest heard the sharpening, and hurried down the steps again as fast as he could. Grethel was not idle; she ran screaming to her master, and cried, "You have invited a fine guest!" - "Eh, why, Grethel? What do you mean by that?" - "Yes," said she, "he has taken the chickens which I was just going to serve up, off the dish, and has run away with them!" - "That's a nice trick!" said her master, and lamented the fine chickens. "If he had but left me one, so that something remained for me to eat." He called to him to stop, but the guest pretended not to hear. Then he ran after him with the knife still in his hand, crying, "Just one, just one," meaning that the guest should leave him just one chicken, and not take both. The guest, however, thought no otherwise than that he was to give up one of his ears, and ran as if fire were burning under him, in order to take them both home with him.
昔、グレーテルという名前の料理人がいました。グレーテルはかかとの赤い靴を履いていて、それででかけるときはいつもあっちこっちとまわってみて、（私ってなんてきれいなの）と思いました。家に帰るととても嬉しいのでワインを一口飲み、そうすると食欲が出てくるので、自分が料理したものの一番いいものを味わい、お腹がいっぱいになって、「料理人って食べ物の味を知らなくちゃいけないのよ」と言っていました。
ある日、主人がグレーテルに言いました。「グレーテル、今晩お客が来るから、ニワトリを二羽おいしく料理しておいてくれ」「はい、わかりました、ご主人さま」とグレーテルは答えました。ニワトリを殺し、湯通しして羽根をむしり、串にさして、夕方になってきたので、丸焼きにするため火にかけました。ニワトリは茶色になり始めほぼできあがりましたが、お客はまだ着いていませんでした。
グレーテルは主人に呼びかけました。「お客さんがこないんなら、ニワトリを火からおろさなくちゃいけないんだけど。すぐ食べないともったいないわ、今ちょうど汁気があって一番おいしいところなのよ」
主人は「そうだな、おれが走ってお客をつれてこよう」と答えました。
主人は「そうだな、おれが走ってお客をつれてこよう」と答えました。
主人が背を向けるとすぐ、グレーテルはトリの串をわきにおろして、（火のそばにこうして立っていたら、汗が出て喉が渇いたわ。主人たちはいつ戻るかわからないのよ。その間に地下室にひとっ走りして一杯飲もうっと。）と思いました。そこでグレーテルは駆け下りて、ジョッキを口に持ち上げ、「グレーテル、あなたを祝して」と言って、ぐいっと飲みました。（ワインはつながって喉を流れなくっちゃ、途切れたらだめよね）と考え、またグィグィとたっぷり飲みました。
そうして出て行ってニワトリをまた火にかけ、バターを塗り、ご機嫌で串を回しました。ところが、焼けた肉がとてもよい匂いだったので、グレーテルは（しくじっているかもしれないわ。味見してみなくちゃ！）と思いました。肉を指で触って、「まあ、とてもよくできてるわ。本当にすぐ食べなくっちゃもったいないこと。」と言いました。窓に走っていき、主人がお客と一緒にこないかと見ましたが、誰も見えませんでした。トリのところに戻って、（手羽の片方がこげてる！そこはとって私が食べた方がいいわ。）と考えました。そこでグレーテルは手羽のところを切りとって食べ、おいしく味わいました。
食べ終わると、（もう一つの手羽も食べなくちゃ。そうしないとだんなが何か足りないと気づくもの。）と思いました。二つの手羽を食べてしまうと出て行って主人を探しましたが、見えませんでした。するとふいに（ひょっとして、二人はまるきり来ないのかもしれない。どこかよそへ行ったのかも？）という気がしてきました。
そこでグレーテルは「やあ、グレーテル、楽しくやれよ、一羽のトリはもう包丁を入れ傷つけた、もう一杯飲んで、そいつをまるまる食べちまえ、食べたら気が休まるだろ。神様の素晴らしい贈り物をなんでむだにする？」と言いました。そこでグレーテルはまた地下室に駆け込んで、ゴクゴクとすごい飲みっぷりで一杯飲み、大喜びしながらトリを一羽平らげました。一羽食べてしまっても主人はまだ帰ってきませんでした。グレーテルはもう一羽の方を見て、「一羽がいるところにもう一羽もいなくちゃね。二羽で一組だもの。一方に正しいことはもう一方にも正しいものよ。もう一杯飲んでも悪くないわね」そこでたっぷりもう一杯やって二つめのトリを一つめのトリに仲間入りさせました。
グレーテルがちょうどおいしく食べているとき、主人が帰ってきて、「グレーテル、急いでくれ、お客がおれのすぐあとに来るんだ！」と叫びました。「はい、すぐお出しします。」とグレーテルは答えました。その間に主人は食卓の支度がきちんと準備されているか見に行き、トリを切るのに使う大きな包丁をとって階段で研ぎ始めました。
まもなくお客が来て、礼儀正しく丁寧に玄関の戸をたたきました。グレーテルは走って誰が来たか見に行き、お客を見ると、指を唇にあて、「しーっ！しーっ！速く逃げて。主人が見つけたら、大変よ。主人はあなたを夕食に招いたけれど、本当はあなたの両耳をそぎとるつもりなのよ。ほら、その包丁を研ぐ音が聞こえるでしょ？」お客は研ぐ音が聞こえたので、大急ぎで階段を下りて逃げていきました。
グレーテルはのほほんとしていませんでした。喚きながら主人のところへ駆けて行き、「ご立派なお客様を招いたこと！」とどなりました。「はぁ、グレーテル、どういうことだね？」「ええ！」とグレーテルは言いました。「出そうとしていたトリを皿から二羽ともとって、持ち逃げしたんですよ！」「そりゃうまいことをやったな！」と主人は言って、みごとなトリを惜しみました。「ああ、おれに一羽だけでも残しておいてくれたら、おれも食べることができたのに。」
主人はお客を、待ってくれ、と呼びましたが、お客は聞こえないふりをしました。それで主人はまだ包丁を手に持ったまま、追いかけて、「一つだけ、一つだけ」と叫びました。二羽とも持っていかないで一羽は残しておいてくれ、という意味です。ところが、お客は、耳を一つだけ、と言っているものとしか思いませんでした。それでお客は、両耳ともしっかり家に持ち帰ろうとして、尻に火がついているかのように駆けていきました。