A knight came, riding his horse near a small fishing village. Just past the portal
met an old fisherman and asked him where he could find a shelter for a night that promises stormy.
The old fisherman offered his home to the knight that he accepted without hesitation.
arrived near the house of the fisherman, the rider saw the hut of the old: an old house where he lived with his elderly wife.
He entered the house and the old fisherman and his wife offered bread and fish soup to the rider who did not hesitate to eat, because they had not eaten for three days.
After dinner the knight poses a question to the old fisherman
- Why visitors a stranger, I might be a robber of the desolate lands of the North?
fisherman, broke out his pipe, looked at the gentleman, smiled as she smiles to young children and said
-do not even know myself, not to speculate on others. True, you could be a ruthless servant of Midar- remain, but knowing there would be beneficial
.- The old fisherman was the wise master of the pious monk Ses-zo-wee-ta, the legendary co-Mhei-nin .
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