So the peasant went to his neighbour and said, “Can you lend me a car and a pair of oxen for a short time, and I will do a week’s work for them?”
“What do you want with them?”
“To fetch wood out of the forest.”
“Well, then, take them, but don’t overload them.”
“Oh, of course not, uncle!”
So the peasant took the oxen, went with Sorrow into the carriage, and drove into the field.
“Do you know the big stone in this field?” Sorrow asked.
“Oh, yes!”
“Well, then, drive up to it.”
So they arrived at the stone and dismounted. Sorrow bade the peasant lift up the stone, and he aided him in the work. Under the stone there was a hollow filled with gold.