not even lend you a shrivelled apple, my dear woman.’ But now I can lend
her ten, or a whole sackful, which I’m very glad of; it makes me laugh to
think about it;” and then she gave him a hearty kiss.
“Well, I like all this,” said both the Englishmen; “always going down the
hill, and yet always merry; it’s worth the money to see it.” So they paid a
hundred-weight of gold to the peasant, who, whatever he did, was not
scolded but kissed.
Yes, it always pays best when the wife sees and maintains that her
husband knows best, and whatever he does is right.
That is a story which I heard when I was a child; and now you have heard
it too, and know that “What the old man does is always right.”
