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 These cows belonged to her brother Joshua.

Betti then said to Joshua: “I might indeed as well not have touched my garden, Josh; your old cows have trampled on all my little beds.” Joshua replied: “Well-well, Betti fach, for why you do not keep your hedges in trim, then? Dear, dear, you are like the foolish virgins.” “Keep you your cows under eye,” Betti answered.

“What a wicked tongue you have, Betti!” answered Joshua. “To think that we both come of the same religious father!”

Betti made no reply.

“And Betti,” Joshua resumed, “the five over ten sovereigns are more than due now. Give them to me.” “Five over ten sovereigns?” “Iss, iss. Dear me, it’s a long time since I lent them to you. Much did I