ABSTRACT
If I knew what you knew, I would tell what you don't know. Well, but you can hardly be expected to know yet, that once there was a poor father, and that father had three daughters. His wife died, and each day it seemed worse to him to leave those daughters without a mother. So he married for the second time and took a stepmother for them. But that only made it seem worse to him, for the stepmother hated those three daughters terribly and just harped constantly that they weren't capable of anything except eating and drinking what's prepared.
