This provokes intense merriment, increased still more by his lying down and rolling over several times.

The climax of his humour is attained, and exhibits itself in his squatting on the ground close to one of the clay-grinding artists, where he begins to feed very eagerly upon the liquid mud, literally eating dirt.

But a terrible weight has been lifted from the breast of the poor woman, for the dangerous man has, so she must conclude from his actions, discovered nothing.
Meanwhile the other Koshare had stepped out of the house with well-filled hands.

Say is unconscious of his approach, and as he passes her he empties his treasures, fine ashes, upon her devoted head.

So sudden is his disappearance and so loud the laughter which this display of subtle humour excites among the bystanders, that Say Koitza fails to recognize its author, Zashue, her own husband.
She feels much relieved, and her heart has grown light now that the immediate danger is past.