his wife set out in the new steamer and sang to the sea - king . next morning thirty cows stood on the shore , all finding food for themselves . ' know'st thou , good man , that we are far too cramped on this wretched rock , and where am i to find room for so many cows ? ' ' there is nothing to be done but to pump out the sea . ' ' rubbish ! ' said his wife . ' who can pump out the sea ? ' ' try with thy new steamer , there is a pump in it . ' maie knew well that her husband was only making fun of her , but still her mind was set upon the same subject . ' i never could pump the sea out , ' thought she , ' but perhaps i might fill it up , if i were to make a big dam . i might heap up sand and stones , and make our island as big again . ' maie loaded her boat with stones and went out to sea . the fiddler was with her , and fiddled so finely that ahti and wellamos and all the sea 's daughters rose to the surface of the water to listen to the music . ' what is that shining so brightly in the waves ? ' asked maie . ' that is sea foam glinting in the sunshine , ' answered the fiddler . ' throw out the stones , ' said maie . the people in the boat began to throw out the stones , splash , splash , right and left , into the foam . one stone hit the nose of wellamos 's chief lady - in - waiting , another scratched the sea queen herself on the cheek , a third plumped close to ahti 's head and tore off half of the sea - king 's beard ; then there was a commotion in the sea , the waves bubbled and bubbled like boiling water in a pot 
what will happen after everyone throws the stones into the sea ?
it will anger ahti .
they will anger ahti .