Iván put the other two pieces of root into his cap and went on with his ploughing. He ploughed the strip to the end, turned his plough over, and went home. He unharnessed the horse, entered the hut, and there he saw his elder brother, Simon the Soldier and his wife, sitting at supper. Simon's estate had been confiscated, he himself had barely managed to escape from prison, and he had come back to live in his father's house.
Simon saw Iván, and said: 'I have come to live with you. Feed me and my wife till I get another appointment.'
'All right,' said Iván, 'you can stay with us.'
But when Iván was about to sit down on the bench, the lady disliked the smell, and said to her husband: 'I cannot sup with a dirty peasant.'
So Simon the Soldier said, 'My lady says you don't smell nice. You'd better go and eat outside.'
'All right,' said Iván; 'any way I must spend the night outside, for I have to pasture the mare.'
So he took some bread, and his coat, and went with the mare into the fields.
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Having finished his work that night, Simon's imp came, as agreed, to find Iván's imp and help him to subdue the fool. He came to the field and searched and searched; but instead of his comrade he found only a hole.
'Clearly,' thought he, 'some evil has befallen my comrade. I must take his place. The field is ploughed up, so the fool must be tackled in the meadow.'
So the imp went to the meadows and flooded Iván's hayfield with water, which left the grass all covered with mud.
Iván returned from the pasture at dawn, sharpened his scythe, and went to mow the hayfield. He began to mow, but had only swung the scythe once or twice when the edge turned so that it would not cut at all,
