For two days the hunter walked through the forest - he did not kill anything, on the third day he made a promise:

- Whatever I kill, then about ... boo!

I went to the forest, attacked the black grouse and killed him. Tossing and turning home. I saw a mistress out of the window that a hunter was walking, carrying a blackcock, and called him to her room.

- What is the black grouse? - asks the lady.

“This grouse is not corrupt,” says the hunter, “but the covenant.”

- What is the covenant?

- Yes, as I was going on the hunt, I made a promise that I would kill, then about ... bu.

“I don’t know how to be,” said the madam, “I want to be goose, I feel like dyuzhe!” It can be seen, it is necessary to come true. Yes, I am ashamed to lie under you ...

“Well, I will lie down, and you, lady, lie down on the top.”

So did.

- Well, man, give the black grouse.

- For what I give you a black grouse? After all, you e ... la, not me you.

Mistress it is a pity to miss the black grouse,

“Well,” he says, “climb on me!”

The muzhik and another time finished the mistress.

- Come on grouse.

- What am I given to you for? We just quit.

- Well, climb again on me, - says the lady.

A mistress hunter got up, and worked for the third time.

- Well, come on now?

No matter how sorry the hunter was, there was nothing to do — he gave the black grouse to the mistress and went home.