XX: I also know a similar story, the teacher in the technair told us.
xxx: grit, comes home, there husband drunk with a friend some. He hears, the husband whispers to a friend: "Look, the shake will cries". She went in, looked at them, smiled, greeted, went out to another room.
xxx = the husband
xxx; again hears, the husband whispers: "Look, the sting will drive us out", and himself loudly: "we will still sit down, drink the water?". She again calmly replied - "no question, rest")
XXX: The Husband
XXX: Then they still sat down, a friend left, and she hanged him.