The old man decided to have a look at the girl weaving, so he slowly pushed the old wooden door ajar and saw the girl was a crane - the crane that he had seen earlier that day. Then the crane saw that he was peeking, and she started to leave, ‘’Don't go,’’ yelled the old man.

‘’I have to, now that you know who I really am,’’ said the crane.

‘’I shall not tell anyone’’ the old man replied. The crane walked slowly to the door with its head bowed. The old man and woman watched as the crane flew into the distance.