After a while he began to feel rather tired, as indeed he had been on his legs since daybreak; he also began to feel rather hungry. At last he could scarcely go on at all and had to make a halt every moment, for the stones weighed him down most unmercifully, and he could not help wishing that he did not feel obliged to drag them along.
On he went, at a snail's pace, until he came to a well; then he thought he would rest and take a drink of the fresh water. And he placed the stones carefully by his side at the edge of the well and sat down, and as he stooped to drink, he happened to give the stones a little push, and they both fell into the water with a splash.