'Give it the first thing that is killed as I always do,' observed the boy, but the man answered nothing, only put the dog in his blanket.
Now the brother-in-law was greedy and selfish and wanted to keep everything for himself; so after the dog had killed a whole flock of sheep in the fields, the man threw it a bit of the inside which nobody else would touch, exclaiming rudely:
'Here, take that! It is quite good enough for you.'
But the dog would not touch it either, and ran away to the mountains, yelping loudly.
The man had to bring back all the sheep himself, and it was evening before he reached the village. The first person he saw was the boy who was waiting about for him.
'Where is the dog?' asked he, and the man answered:
'It ran away from me.'
On hearing this the boy put no more questions, but he called his sister and said to her:
'Tell me the truth. What did your husband do to the dog? I did not want to let it go, because I guessed what would happen.'
And the wife answered: