
There was once a poor man named Wilf. He would travel from town to town looking for work, with only his dog, Scruff, and a very special stone.
One day, he came to a small cream cottage with a thatched roof. "Let's try here," he said to Scruff and rapped on the door.
It was opened by a woman who gave him a suspicious look. "Who are you?" she snapped. "What do you want?"
"Good morning ma'am," said Wilf. "I was wondering if you had any small jobs I could do, in return for some lunch?"
"I'm sorry, I don't have any jobs," said the woman, starting to close the door.
"I can make soup from a stone," Wilf said, quickly.
"Really?" said the woman. "That I'd like to see," and she invited him in.
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