VasilĂsa then thought of the three pairs of hands and said nothing.
âWhy donât you ask any further?â BĂĄba YagĂĄ asked.
âI know enough, for you say yourself âtoo knowing is too old.âââ
âIt is well you asked only about things you saw in the courtyard, and not about things without it, for I do not like people to tell tales out of school, and I eat up everybody who is too curious. But now I shall ask you, how did you manage to do all the work I gave you?â
âBy my motherâs blessing!â
âAh, then, get off with you as fast as you can, blessed daughter; no one blessed may stay with me!â
So she turned VasilĂsa out of the room and kicked her to the door, took a skull with the burning eyes from the fence, put it on a staff, gave it her and said, âNow you have fire for your stepmotherâs daughters, for that was why they sent you here.â