“Do,” said the mistress.
Jack got up, and said he, “I’ll take some eggs to be eating on the way.” He took a handful of eggs. When he was gone a little way from them he let one of the eggs fall on the ground. He was dropping the eggs on the road. When he got as far as the man he sat down and began chatting.
Said the mistress, “He won’t come over till the dinner’s good for nothing.”
“I’ll go over myself,” said the master. He got up and he went over, but he wasn’t gone far when he came on an egg. He stooped and picked it up. He was gathering the eggs on the road.
“What’s the man beyond gathering?” said the other man to Jack.
“He’s gathering white stones to kill you for being with his wife yesterday in the lime-kiln.”
“Did he hear of that?”
“He heard,” said Jack.
“I’ll stay here no longer,” said the man.