“The building will do,” said Matthew, “but not this timber.  Much finer and stronger grain is needed for such a large and fine structure.”

“I do have a forest nearby.  All the trees there are straight and tall.  If this timber is not good enough, I’ll have some finer ones cut.  Come along with me to help me select the right trees.”

When Matthew agreed, Dobrogi ordered one hundred lumberjacks to go out into the forest.  He himself rode on a coach and took the carpenter with him.

After arriving in the forest, the carpenter began to search for the right trees.  He found many, and Dobrogi immediately ordered his lumberjacks to start cutting them down.

Gradually, Dobrogi and the carpenter went deeper and deeper into the woods.  After a while, they reached a deep hidden ravine where the noise of the lumberjacks could not be heard. 

The carpenter pointed to a tall tree and said to Dobrogi: “Would you just help me measure the trunk of that tree there?  It looks more suitable than any of the others we have seen.”

At this, Dobrogi put his arms around the tree to see how thick it was.  That was the moment Matthew was waiting for.  Taking a strong rope, he tied Dobrogi’s hands together on the far side of the tree.  He then stuffed Dobrogi’s mouth with some dry moss, cut a supple branch, and whipped him.  He did this as long as his strength allowed.  Following that, he removed the price of his goslings from Dobrogi’s purse and prepared to take his leave.  Dobrogi’s wild looks and rolling eyes, however, stopped him.  Before his final leave, he turned and said:

“I am not really a carpenter, but Matthew, the boy with the geese.  Remember me and my goslings at the fair?  From now on you can simply call me Matthew Goose!  You took my goslings and had me whipped for no reason.  I did the same to you now.  Remember that I’ll return two more times.  I promised to pay you back threefold.”