Up in the hills of Paradise, Bequia, there is a vault, where people of long ago were buried. Many rich people were buried with some of their wealth, and many a times the corpses have been robbed.

One night, many years ago, a man crept fearlessly into the vault to steal gold from a newly buried body. He pried open the coffin and set to work stuffing his sack.

After he had cleaned everything out, he noticed a very valuable ring upon the dead man's finger, and set about removing it. Only to find that the ring was stuck. He twisted and pulled at it and it still would not budge. He tried a little spit, but to no avail. In exasperation, the man withdrew a blade from his pocket and commenced to saw off the finger.

Just then, he heard a voice cry out, "Take the ring, but not my finger!"

The man beat it out of there so fast and never went near there ever again.