A sailor was comeing home from an long sea-turn and said to his wife: "See I have brought you a sea-shell, which I have fetched from a sea-shore of a small island, where we have anchored by oure ship." He puted out the shell from his sea-bag and said further to his wife: "You could hear the sea-tide, if you lift this shell to your ear. Try it."
"You silly drunkard," the wife answered her husband laughing, "what you hear by lifting the shell to your ear is the sound of your own blood-circulation."
"This bad behaviour of you I do not expected," the husband answered angry. "I hoped that you would thankful except my worthy present." He smashed then the heavy shell on the head of his wife, who fell dead down with a broken neck. "That is the sad end of a studied wife," the sailor called out in a rage. "I shall enlist on a pirate-ship in the near harbour. There I shall be secure from the enquireing police."