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THE BARBER'S CLEVER WIFE 223

Now, when the thieves saw this, they were very angry indeed, and going to the barber's house, said, ‘Give us our share of the harvest, for we tilled the ground, as you very well know.’

'I told you there was gold in the ground,’ laughed the barber’s wife, ‘but you didn’t find it. I have, and there’s a crock full of it in the house, only you rascals shall never have a farthing of it !’

‘Very well!’ said the thieves; ‘lock out for yourself to-night. If you won't give us our share we'll take it!’

So that night one of the thieves hid himself in the house, intending to open the door to his comrades when the housefolk were asleep; but the barber's wife saw him with the corner of her eye, and determined to lead him a dance. Therefore, when her husband, who was in a dreadful state of alarm, asked her what she had done with the gold pieces, she replied, ‘Put them where no one will find them, -—under the sweetmeats, in the crock that stands in the niche by the door.’

The thief chuckled at hearing this, and after waiting till all was quiet, he crept out, and feeling about for the crock, made off with it, whispering to his comrades that he had got the prize. Fearing pursuit, they fled to a thicket, where they sat down to divide the spoil.

‘She said there were sweetmeats on the top,’ said the thief; ‘I will divide them first, and then we can eat them, for it is hungry work, this waiting and watching.’

So he divided what he thought were the sweet- meats as well as he could in the dark. Now in