“His master replied, ‘You bad, lazy slave! So you knew that I harvest where I haven’t planted and that I gather crops where I haven’t scattered seed?
“Then the master called the first servant back in. ‘You ungrateful servant,’ he said. ‘I forgave you everything you owed because you begged me to.
A very large crowd spread their coats on the road, while others cut branches from the trees and spread those on the road.
“Then the man who’d received one bag of gold came. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘I knew that you were a hard man. You harvest where you haven’t planted, and you gather crops where you haven’t scattered seed.
So I was afraid, and I went and hid your gold in the ground. See, here is what belongs to you.’
Well then, you should have put my money in the bank, so that when I returned, I would have received it back with interest.’