'Here, in my left arm-pit,' answered he.

So she picked up a knife and scraped away all the gold which had
stuck to his skin, and which had been sticking there ever since
he first stole it. After she had finished she asked again:

'My grandson, did you manage to get that bridge from the Bad
One?'

'Yes, grandmother, I got that too,' answered he.

'Where is it?' she asked, and Ball-Carrier lifted his right arm,
and pointed to his arm-pit.

'Here is the bridge, grandmother,' said he.

Then the witch did something that nobody in the world could have
guessed that she would do. First, she took the gold and said to
Ball-carrier:

'My grandson, this gold must be hidden in the earth, for if
people think they can get it when they choose, they will become
lazy and stupid. But if we take it and bury it in different
parts of the world they will have to work for it if they want it,
and then will only find a little at a time.' And as she spoke,
she pulled up one of the poles of the hut, and Ball-Carrier saw
that underneath was a deep, deep hole, which seemed to have no
bottom. Down this hole she poured all the gold, and when it was
out of sight it ran about all over the world, where people that