Aye, why do you talk about that? What respect is there to us? Who regards an old wife without having the mind set upon the new one?
It may be so. However, you are the chief, and you have children.
O neighbour! yesterday, about the middle of the day, that middle wench set up such a murmuring. What can I say?
Why was the murmuring?
Get away, woman. If I say that, what will be the consequence? If people hear, they will speak evil. My house is full of enemies: on that account I am afraid.
You chief wife, I adjure you to tell me the truth.
Yesterday, at twelve o'clock, the youngest wife had cooked the dinner; then my children ate rice first. At that time the middle woman came and set up a quarrel.
Woman! none of the women of your house can bear to see one another.
What can I say? One can stay four or five days nowhere, and have the wind blow on one's body [enjoy peace].
Why don't you go and stay a few days at your brother's?
What! go to their house! If I was to go to their house, do you think I should be preserved from those abusive women? There is not one of them can bear to hear of my brothers.
My husband scarcely ever stays at home on account of their quarrels and abuse. When he comes he abuses and scolds.
Formerly you agreed so well: now you are always differing.