there he saw his seven daughters carefully washing the rice and preparing the curry, and as each dish was completed, they put it by the fire ready to be cooked. next he noticed the prudhan's widow come to the door, and beg for a few sticks from the fire to cook her dinner with. balna turned to her, angrily, and said, "why don't you keep fuel in your own house, and not come here every day and take ours? sisters, don't give this woman any more wood; let her buy it for herself."