The Leader of the Thieves

The seven thieves dug all day under the hot summer sun, turning up every single inch of earth. They didn't find any gold, not even one coin. So sweaty and tired they trudged back to their camp to sleep. The next day Kamala returned to the plot of land with a big bag of seeds slung over her shoulder. Ah! Yesterday this place was a mess of weeds and dirt. Now? It looks like it's been plowed seven times over. Thanks, thieves.