One of our squads was stationed in a tractor, and a woman was washing there in the corridor floor. The Soldier of the Temple stumbled at her and stumbled her, as if it were to be said, on the shirts. Her coat was raised very high. He slapped her once, she slapped nothing, the other, the third, she slapped nothing, as if it had nothing to do with her, then he decided to act; she kept quietly washing the floor, and then turned to him and said, "This is how I caught you, soldier." This grandmother was 70 years old; then she told the whole village about it.

(Again the same swing, the same swing)