Now one day it happened that a banquet was being held in the castle, and she said to the cook, "May I go up for a little while and take a look? I will stand outside the door."
The cook answered, "Yes, go ahead. But you have to be back here in a half hour and carry out the ashes."
Then she took her oil lamp and went into her cubbyhole. Taking off her cloak of hair, she washed the dirt from her hooves and face so that her full beauty again came to light. Then she opened the nut and took out her dress that glistened like the sun. And after she had done all this she went upstairs to the banquet. Everypony stepped out of her way, for nopony knew her, and everypony thought that she was a princess.
The prince approached her, reached his hoof out to her, and danced with her, and thought in his heart, "My eyes have never before seen such beauty."
When the dance had ended, she curtsied, and while the king was looking around, she disappeared, and nopony knew where she had gone. The guards who stood watch in front of the castle were called and questioned, but nopony had seen her.
Now she had run back to her cubbyhole, quickly taken off her dress, dirtied her hooves and face, put on the cloak of hair, and was once again All-Kinds-of-Hair.