said she. "no, it is not light," answered the count, and pulled a rueful face. "verily, the bundle weighs as heavily as if it were full of cobble stones, and the apples and pears are as heavy as lead! i can scarcely breathe." he had a mind to put everything down again, but the old woman would not allow it. "just look," said she mockingly, "the young gentleman will not carry what i, an old woman, have so often dragged along. you are ready with fine words, but when it comes to be earnest, you want to take to your heels. why are you standing loitering there?" she continued. "step out. no one will take the bundle off again." as long as he walked on level ground, it was still bearable, but when they came to the hill and had to climb, and the stones rolled down under his feet as if they were alive, it was beyond his strength.