"Really?" said Jack, "and you�re quite sure they�re magical?"
"I am indeed! And if it doesn't turn out to be true you can have your cow back."
"Well that sounds fair," said Jack, as he handed over Bessy�s halter, pocketed the beans and headed back home to show his mother.
"Back already, Jack?" asked his mother; "I see you haven't got Old Bess -- you've sold her so quickly. How much did you get for her?"
Jack smiled and reached into his pocket, "Just look at these beans, mother; they're magical, plant them over-night and----"
"What!" cried Jack's mother. "Oh, silly boy! How could you give away our milking cow for three measly beans.� And with that she did the worst thing Jack had ever seen her do � she burst into tears.
Jack ran upstairs to his little room in the attic, so sorry he was, and threw the beans angrily out the window thinking, �How could I have been so foolish � I�ve broken my mother�s heart.� After much tossing and turning, at last Jack dropped off to sleep.