and now the goody had waited seven lengths and seven breadths for her husband to come and call them home to dinner; but never a call they had. at last she thought she'd waited long enough, and went home. but when she got there and saw the cow hanging in such an ugly place, she ran up and cut the rope in two with her scythe. but, as she did this, down came her husband out of the chimney; and so, when his old dame came inside the kitchen, there she found him standing on his head in the porridge pot.