‘Two out of the sack!’
And instantly two rough men with thick sticks crept out of the bag and began to beat him well, crying as they did so:
‘Don’t boast to your cousins of what you have got,
One—two—
Or you’ll find you will catch it uncommonly hot,
One—two—’
And they beat on till the man panted out:
‘Two into the sack.’
The words were hardly out of his mouth, when the two crept back into the sack.
Then the man shouldered the sack, and went off straight to his cousin’s house. He hung the sack up on a nail, and said: ‘Please have the bathroom heated, cousin.’
The cousin heated the bathroom, and the man went into it, but he neither washed nor rubbed himself, he just sat there and waited.
Meantime his cousin felt hungry, so she called her daughters, and all four sat down to table. Then the mother said:
‘Two out of the sack.’