' what is the matter , my dove ? ' and the girl answered , between her sobs : ' when i came in and saw the pack - saddle over my head , i thought how dreadful it would be if it fell and killed me . ' she cried louder than before . the old woman struck her hands together : ' ah , to think of it ! if that were to be , what should i do ? ' she sat down by her daughter . they both wrung their hands and let their tears flow .
wrung their hands and let their tears flow .
what did the young woman and mother do together in the stable ?
what did the young woman and mother do together in the stable ?