But the Goose only opened one window-pane,
And popped out her pretty red bill;
Said she, “Your fair words are all in vain,
But talk to me here, if you will.”
“To-morrow,” he cried, “there will be a fair,
All the birds and the beasts will go;
So allow me, I pray, to escort you there,
For you will be quite charmed, I know.”
“Many thanks for your news,” said Ganderee,