“I’m not looking inside!” Wetehinen called back. “I’m only resting a minute!”
Then he thought to himself:
“I suppose she’s sitting up there so she can watch me!”
When he had gone some distance farther, he thought again to set down the chest and open the lid but instantly Lisa’s voice, as from a long way off, called out:
“No! No! You promised not to look inside!”
“Who’s looking inside?” he called back, pretending again he was only resting.
Every time he thought it would be safe to put down the chest and open the lid, Lisa’s voice cried out:
“No! No! You promised not to!”
“Mercy on us!” old Wetehinen fumed to himself, “who would have thought she could see so far!”
On the shore of the lake when he threw down the chest in disgust he tried one last time to raise the lid. Instantly Lisa’s voice cried out: