"'Some enemy has done this,' he said. "'Shall we go, and collect it?' the men inquire.

Leave both to grow together until the harvest, and at harvest-time I will direct the reapers, Collect the darnel first, and make it up into bundles to burn it, but bring all the wheat into my barn.'"

When full, they haul it up on the beach, and sit down and collect the good fish in baskets, while the worthless they throw away.