as the two ladies leaned over the side of the well to let down their golden buckets , which they did every day in the year , they saw reflected in the deep still water the face of a handsome youth gazing at them from amidst the branches of the tree in whose shade they stood . never before had they seen the face of mortal man ; they were frightened , and drew back quickly with their golden buckets in their hands . their curiosity , however , soon gave them courage , and they glanced timidly upwards to see the cause of the unusual reflection , and then they beheld the happy hunter sitting in the tree looking down at them with surprise and admiration . they gazed at him face to face , but their tongues were still with wonder and could not find a word to say to him .
why did the women not say anything ?
they could not find a word to say to him .
their tounges were still withw onder and could not find a word to say to him .