Long ago there lived a merchant who had three daughters. Every year at a certain day of a certain month he went away to a distant city to collect money on an account. His wife and daughters remained at home, and all went well until one sad day the wife died. That year the merchant looked forward to his journey with dread for he would have to leave his daughters alone.

“I cannot bear to go away,” he said to them. “My heart is filled with fear lest some evil may befall you during my absence.”

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