"All right," she agreed to this.
The next day, when the hag arose, she washed her and dressed her, and when the hag went out, she swept the hearth clean, and she thought it would be no harm to have one wee look up the chimney. And there what did she see but her own mother's long leather bag of gold and silver? So she took it down at once, and getting it on her back, started for home as fast as she could run.
But she had not gone far when she met a horse grazing in a field, and when he saw her, he said: "Rub me! Rub me! for I haven't been rubbed these seven years."
But she only struck him with a stick she had in her hand, and drove him out of her way.
She had not gone much further when she met a sheep, who said "O, shear me! Shear me! for I haven't been shorn these seven years."
But she struck the sheep, and sent it scurrying out of her way.
She had not gone much further when she met a goat tethered, and he said: "O, change my tether! Change my tether! for it hasn't been changed these seven years."
But she flung a stone at him, and went on.
Next she came to a lime-kiln, and it said: "O, clean me! Clean me! for I haven't been cleaned these seven years."
But she only scowled at it, and hurried on.