"I am not sitting where another has sat. Tell me, do I talk to one who
has another lover?"
"I fear that the one who loves you, and whom you loved ere you came to
me, will be angry with me and curse me," she coyly answered.
Then he feigned anger, and moved away quickly. In his haste he did not
see where he was going, and he fell down the steps of the house, upon a
stone. Though he lay there groaning, and called, "O, help me!" his wife
thought him still in sport and sat quietly at her wheel. Having waited
some time, she arose and went to him, and, lo, he lay there dead!
"Had we worked and not played as children, my husband would be yet
alive," lamented the wife.
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Temples and Priests