Timid Hare. Oh dear! Oh dear! If the sky were to fall, what would happen to me? Oh, what would happen to me! What is that noise? Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh, I am sure the sky is falling! It is! It is! It is! [Timid Hare runs.]
Brother Hare. Why are you running away, little hare?
Timid Hare. Oh, I have no time to talk. The sky is falling!
Brother Hare. [Frightened.] Oh dear! Oh dear! The sky is falling!
Deer. Why, what is the matter, little hare?
Timid Hare. Oh, I have no time to talk. The sky is falling.
Deer. [Frightened.] What shall I do?
Sheep. Where are you going, little hare? Why do you run so fast?
Timid Hare. Oh, the sky is falling!
Sheep. [Frightened.] Dear me, dear me!