In a certain country there are a Gamarala and a Tom-tom Beater,
it is said. The Gamarala having become very poor had not a thing to
eat. That Tom-tom Beater was a very rich man.
While they were thus, one day the two persons having spoken about going
on a journey and said, "Let us go to-morrow," made ready. There being
not a thing for the Gamarala to eat before going, and being without
a thing to take for the road, [after] stirring with a spoon a little
rice-dust porridge and taking the porridge to the road, he was ready
to go.
The Tom-tom Beater, having amply cooked rice and curry, and eaten,
tying up a packet of cooked rice for the road also, went to the
Gamarala's house. Having gone there, the two persons went on the
journey. The Gamarala took the rice-dust porridge, the Tom-tom Beater
took the packet of cooked rice.
Having gone on and on, after it became late in the morning the Tom-tom
Beater said, "Ha. Now then, Gamarahami, let us eat the packet of
cooked rice."
Afterwards, the Gamarala having said "Ha," and both of them having
unfastened the two bags, the Tom-tom Beater, taking the packet of
cooked rice, eats it. When the Gamarala was taking the rice-dust
porridge the Tom-tom Beater asked, "What, Gamarahami, are those?"
Then the Gamarala said, "In order to cook rice for myself quickly,
I came [after] cooking porridge. Don't tell it at the hand of anyone."
The Tom-tom Beater says, "Ane! Gamarahami, I shall not tell it. The
gentleman (Rahami) will be good enough to eat it."
The two persons having eaten and finished, when they are going on
again, a man is going taking a rice pestle to sell. Then this Tom-tom
Beater says to the Gamarala, "Ane! Gamarahami, be good enough to take
and give me that rice pestle."