One day he went to market. The childless wife said to the other, "Go, get some water."
"No," she answered, "our husband does not want me to work."
"Go, get some water, I tell you." And the woman went to the fountain. On the way she met a crow half dead with fatigue. A merchant who was passing took it up and carried it away. He arrived before the house of the woman who had gone to the fountain, and there found the second woman.
"Give something to this crow," demanded the merchant.
"Give it to me," she answered, "and I will make you rich."
"What will you give me?" asked the merchant.
"A child," replied the woman.
The merchant refused, and said to her, "Where did you steal it?"
"From whom did I steal it?" she cried. "It is my own son."
"Bring him."