As a rich trader journeyed to another province, he rested by the road under a tree, and, as he sat there, a poor young man approached and asked that he might accompany him.
“Come,” said the trader, and, as they journeyed, they came to a place where there were many stones, indeed there was naught else to be seen.
“Here are there no stones,” said the poor young man.
“You are right, here are no stones,” replied the trader.
Soon they reached the shade of a large forest, and the young man said,
“Here are no trees.”
“You are right, here are no trees,” the trader assented.
When they reached a large village, the poor young man said,
“Here are no people.”
“You are right,” spake the trader, but he wondered what manner of man might he be who knows nothing and has neither eyes nor ears. However, as he returned home and the [120 ] poor young man begged to accompany him, he agreed and took him with him.