` Do n't you hear ? ' cried the host as loud as he could . ` Here is a glass of mead from your son ! ' Then he shouted the same thing again , and yet again , but she never moved in her place ; and at last he grew angry , threw the glass in her face , so that she fell back into the cart , for she was not tied in her place . ` Hullo ! ' cried Little Klaus , running out of the door , and seizing the host by the throat . ` You have killed my grandmother ! Look ! there is a great hole in her forehead ! ' ` Oh , what a misfortune ! ' cried the host , wringing his hands . ` It all comes from my hot temper ! Dear Little Klaus ! I will give you a bushel of money , and will bury your grandmother as if she were my own ; only do n't tell about it , or I shall have my head cut off , and that would be very uncomfortable . ' So Little Klaus got a bushel of money , and the host buried his grandmother as if she had been his own . Now when Little Klaus again reached home with so much money he sent his boy to Big Klaus to borrow his bushel measure . ` What 's this ? ' said Big Klaus . ` Did n't I kill him ? I must see to this myself ! '
So he went himself to Little XXXXX with the measure .
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