After some days her husband asked her if the cloth was ready, and she said: “I gave it to the frogs and toads to weave for me, and find they have not done so.”
Then her husband was very angry indeed, and said: “Senseless one, have you ever heard of frogs and toads spinning cloth? Go out of my house this moment!” And, with that, he turned her out, and she went and climbed up into a peepul tree.
Soon after some camels came that way, and, as they stretched out their necks and ate the branches, Bey Huslo called out: “Go away, I will not go with you; I will only go when my husband comes to fetch me.”
But as the camels had only come to eat, and not to fetch her, they made no reply, and went away.
After this a dog began to bark at her, but she said again: “Go away, I will not go with you; I will only go with my husband.”
When night fell some thieves sat sharing their spoils under the tree, and Bey Huslo felt so frightened that she fell off, and dropped in their midst.
The thieves did not know what to make of it, and ran away, leaving their stolen property behind. Bey Huslo soon gathered it up and returned to her husband. “Here,” she said, “is more than enough for you and for me. We will now live at our ease, and I will have no housekeeping to do, so that you can no longer call me a worthless wife.”
THE STORY OF PANCH MAR KHAN
There was once a weaver who had the habit of slapping his face to kill any flies that settled upon it; and it was rumoured that he killed five at every blow, so he got the name of Panch Mar Khan, which means “a killer of five.”