"Well, I know; they are going to kill and eat you," said the sheep.
"Are they?" said the pig, "and what is there to be done about it?"
"If you will do as I do," said the sheep, "we'll go off to the wood,
build us a house, and set up for ourselves."
Yes, the pig was willing enough. "Good company is such a comfort," he
said, and so the two set off.
When they had gone a bit they met a goose.
"Good-day, good sirs, and whither away so fast to-day?" said the goose.
"Good-day, good-day," said the sheep, "we are going to set up for
ourselves in the wood, for you know every man's house is his castle."
"Well," said the goose, "I should so much like a home of my own, too.
May I go with you?"
"With gossip and gabble is built neither house nor stable," said the
pig, "let us know what you can do."
"I can pluck moss and stuff it into the seams between the planks, and
the house will be tight and warm."
Yes, they would give him leave, for, above all things, piggy wished to
be warm and comfortable.
So, when they had gone a bit farther--the goose had hard work to walk so
fast--they met a hare, who came frisking out of the wood.
"Good-day, good sirs," she said, "how far are you trotting to-day?"
"Good-day, good-day," said the sheep, "we're going to the wood to build
us a house and set up for ourselves, for, you know, try all the world
around, there's nothing like home.
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