"One moment longer, I beseech you," replied she; and again called softly to her sister, "Sister Ann, do you see any one coming?"
To which she answered, "I see nothing but the sun, which makes a dust, and the grass which looks green."
Blue Beard now again bawled out, "Come down, I say, this very moment, or I shall come and fetch you."
"I am coming; indeed, I will come in one minute," sobbed his unhappy wife. Then she once more cried out, "Ann! sister Ann! do you see any one coming?"
"I see," said her sister, "a cloud of dust a little to the left."
"Do you think it is my brothers?" continued the wife.
"Alas! no, dear sister," replied she; "it is only a flock of sheep."
"Will you come down or not, madam?" cried Blue Beard, in the greatest rage imaginable.
"Only one single moment more," answered she. And then she called out for the last time, "Sister Ann! do you see any one coming?"