The people, as if possessed by the devil, fought for every piece of the apple. During this battle, they stomped, scratched, and bit each other, and finally fell quiet.
Matthias sighed with relief, smiled, and stepped back from the pit. All that day, he calmly took care of the trees, and then he fell asleep in pleasant noiselessness. But when he woke up, he saw rotten apples crawling with disgusting worms. Horrified, he tore off the crops, threw them away, and waited for new ones to grow. But as the days passed, the trees stood barren.