The big blacksmith called attention to him now, raising his voice so that all should hear, and said: "What are you laughing at?
Answer! Moreover, please explain to the company why you threw no stone." "Are you sure I did not throw a stone ?" "Yes.

You needn't try to get out of it; I had my eye on you." "And I--I noticed you!" shouted two others.
"Three witnesses," said Satan: "Mueller, the blacksmith; Klein, the butcher's man; Pfeiffer, the weaver's journeyman.

Three very ordinary liars.

Are there any more ?" "Never mind whether there are others or not, and never mind about what you consider us--three's enough to settle your matter for you.

You'll prove that you threw a stone, or it shall go hard with you." "That's so!" shouted the crowd, and surged up as closely as they could to the center of interest.
"And first you will answer that other question," cried the blacksmith, pleased with himself for being mouthpiece to the public and hero of the occasion.