Next day the tailor 's wife said to her husband , ' I have some girls coming to-day to help to card my wool there is a great deal to do , and we must be very busy . I am so annoyed that our watchdog is dead , for in the evening the young fellows will come about to get fun with the girls , and they will get nothing done . If we had only had a fierce watchdog he would have kept them away . ' ` Yes , ' said the man , ` that would have been a good thing . ' ` Listen , good man , ' said the wife , ` you must just be the watchdog yourself , and scare the fellows away from the house . ' The husband was not very sure about this , although otherwise he was always ready to give in to her . ` Oh yes , you will see it will work all right , ' said the wife . And so towards evening she got the tailor dressed up in a shaggy fur coat , tied a black woollen cloth round his head , and chained him up beside the dog 's kennel . ' There he stood and barked and growled at everyone that moved in his neighbourhood . The neighbour wives knew all about this , and were greatly amused at it . On the day after this the carpenter had been out at work , and came home quite merry ; but as soon as he entered the house his wife clapped her hands together and cried , ` My dear , what makes you look like that ? You are ill . ' The carpenter knew nothing about being ill ; he only thought that he wanted something to eat , so he sat down at the table and began his dinner . His wife sat straight in front of him , with her hands folded , and shook her head , and looked at him with an anxious air . ` You are getting worse , my dear , ' she said ; ` you are quite pale now ; you have a serious illness about you ; I can see it by your looks . ' The husband now began to grow anxious , and thought that perhaps he was not quite well . ` No , indeed , ' said she ; ` it 's high time that you were in bed . ' She then got him to lie down , and piled above him all the bedclothes she could find , and gave him various medicines , while he grew worse and worse . ` You will never get over it , ' said she ; ' I am afraid you are going to die . ' ` Do you think so ? '
said the XXXXX ; ' I can well believe it , for I am indeed very poorly . '
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