"If we are to earn the reward, it were better thou shouldst hold thy

tongue with thy hand, else thou canst not endure throughout the day,"

said the husband.



"Ever am I quiet. It is well known of all the neighbors that thou, and

thou alone, art ever quarrelsome," retorted the wife.



And thus they disputed until both grew angry, and the quarrel was so

loud that all the people living near heard it. Thereupon the two men

came forth from their hiding-place, and said, "The silver does not

belong to you, of a certainty."



* * * * *



Determined to find virtue, the rich man sent the two men with the silver

to a husband and wife who never quarrelled, and bade them say, "If this

day, you will strive one with the other, these one hundred pieces of

silver shall be yours."



The husband greatly desired the money and sought to anger his wife. He

wrought a basket which she wanted to use in sunning the cotton, with the

strands of bamboo so wide apart that the least wind would blow all the

cotton out of the basket. Yet, when he handed it to his wife, she

pleasantly said, "This is just the right kind of a basket. The sun can

come in all about the cotton, as though it were not in a basket at all."



Again, the husband made a basket so narrow at the top that it was

difficult to put anything into it, and also the mouth was of rough

material so that the hand would be scratched in putting in or taking out

the cotton. "Surely, this will anger her," thought the husband.



Turning it from side to side, the wife said, "Now, this, too, is just

right, for when the wind blows, the cotton will be caught on the rough

wood at the mouth and cannot blow away."



The two men in hiding all day heard nothing but gentle words, so, in the

evening, they returned to the rich man, saying, for they knew not the

efforts of the husband to provoke his wife, "Those two know not how to

quarrel."



Gladdened, the seeker for virtue commanded them to be given the silver,

for they loved peace.