Instantly two rough men crept out of the sack, and began to beat the cousin as they cried:
‘Greedy pack! Thievish pack!
One—two—
Give the peasant back his sack!
One—two—’
And they went on beating till the woman called to her eldest daughter: ‘Go and fetch your cousin from the bathroom. Tell him these two ruffians are beating me black and blue.’
‘I’ve not finished rubbing myself yet,’ said the peasant.
And the two ruffians kept on beating as they sang:
‘Greedy pack! Thievish pack!
One—two— Give the peasant back his sack!
One—two—’
Then the woman sent her second daughter and said: ‘Quick, quick, get him to come to me.’
‘I’m just washing my head,’ said the man.
Then she sent the youngest girl, and he said: ‘I’ve not done drying myself.’
At last the woman could hold out no longer, and sent him the sack she had stolen.