about this time the prudhan died, leaving a widow and one daughter; and every day, every day, when the seven princesses were preparing their father's dinner, the prudhan's widow and daughter would come and beg for a little fire from the hearth. then balna used to say to her sisters, "send that woman away; send her away. let her get the fire at her own house. what does she want with ours? if we allow her to come here, we shall suffer for it some day."