Here the grandmother got up and went to the stove as if she had finished.
“But, grandmother,” said the little boy, “what happened next? Tell the rest!”
The grandmother laughed. “Wait until the shepherd has driven all the sheep over the bridge.”
“Yes, but when will that be?” asked the little boy.
Drive the sheep slowly, one by one, to the other side
“When there are no more left on this side,” said the grandmother.