The brothers began to ask me questions about myself, and soon they knew my story. Finally, they told me that I was the man they had been looking for. I said I was very pleased, and asked why they were looking for someone. One of the brothers handed me an envelope, and said I would find the explanation inside. I started to open it, but he told me not to do that. Instead I should take the letter back to the place where I was staying. I should read it carefully, and think about what I would do next.

I was puzzled. I wanted to find out more, but now they didn't want to talk to me. So I went out of the house, feeling hurt and insulted. It seemed that the two men had been having some kind of stupid joke with me. Yet I had to put up with it, because I was too poor and hungry to be able to get angry about insults from rich and powerful people.

I would have picked up the pear now and eaten it in front of everybody, but now it was gone. I had lost the pear because I had been called into the house. This made me even more upset with those two men. As soon as I was out of sight of the house I opened my envelope, and saw that there was money inside! I started to think differently about those people, I can tell you!