An old rusting chest lay on its side, and spilling out was a great pile of coins! Well, then they both dug away with both hands and soon there was a great pile of gold coins on the dairy floor, enough to keep them in great comfort for the rest of their days. They were content with their way of life so they stayed at the farm near the crossroads by the Old Inn outside the Dutch town of Haarlem, and Hans went every week to market with his cheeses. But Kaatje never remembered a single one of her dreams ever again.