He chanced to see a little red ladle that had been dropped below the gate to the grounds. "Could it be this sort of thing!" he thought. Well, there must be some use for it, so he picked it up and tucked it into
the bosom of his clothes. He walked slowly across a broad meadow.
Suddenly the man felt that his bowels would move and he stepped into a thicket by the road. When he had finished, he tried to find something to use and felt near his hips. He happened to touch the little ladle. Since that was all there was, he used it to wipe his
bottom.
