To which Bigmouth replied, "Oh, nothing, except that when he moves his bowels silver and
gold come out."
In an instant Skinflint's anger evaporated and he hastened to ask, "Where did you get hold
of this beast?"
"I dreamt a dream the night before last," began Bigmouth. "I met a white-bearded old man who
said to me, 'Bigmouth, the colt who used to carry gold and silver ingots for the God of
Wealth has been demoted and sent down to Earth. Go to the northeast and catch him. When he
moves his bowels, silver and gold come out. If you catch him, you'll make a fortune.' Then
the old man gave me a push and I woke up. I didn't take it seriously, thinking it to be
nothing but a dream. I turned over and fell asleep again. However, as soon as I closed my
eyes, the old man reappeared and urged me to hurry up. 'The horse will fall into another's
hand
s if you delay!' he said, and gave me another push which woke me up again. I put on my
clothes and ran out. In the northeast I saw a ball of fire. When I ran over, sure enough,
there was the colt, grazing contentedly. So I led him home. The following day, I set up an
incense burner and as soon as I lit the incense, the colt began to produce silver ingots
from its behind."
"Did it really?" asked Skinflint eagerly.
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