She had not gone much further when she met the sheep, who said: "O, shear me! Shear me! for I haven't been shorn in seven years."
But she struck the sheep, and sent it scurrying out of her way.
She had not gone much further when she met the goat tethered, and he said: "O, change my tether! Change my tether! for it hasn't been changed in seven years."
But she flung a stone at him, and went on.
Next she came to the lime-kiln, and that said: "O, clean me! Clean me! for I haven't been cleaned these seven years."
But she only scowled at it, and hurried on.
Then she came to the cow, and it said: "O, milk me! Milk me! for I haven't been milked these seven years."
She struck the cow out of her way, and went on.
Then she came to the mill. The mill said: "O, turn me! Turn me! for I haven't been turned these seven years."
But she did not heed what it said, only went in and lay down behind the mill door, with the bag under her head, for it was then night.