Then he could not tell what to do. So he got into the churn to hide, and by doing so turned it over,
and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it, which frightened the wolf so much that he ran home without going to the fair.
He went to the little pig's house, and told him how he had been frightened by a great round thing which came down the hill past him. Then the little pig said, "Ha! I frightened you then. I had been to the Fair and bought a butter-churn, and when I saw you I got into it and rolled down the hill."
Then the wolf was very angry, indeed, and declared he would eat up the little pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him.