WIFE. Yes, if the hares will think that, too.
HEDGEHOG. Well, we will let them alone as we have always done.
WIFE. But they will not let us alone. Yesterday they called at me while I was eating here.
HEDGEHOG. What did they say to you?
WIFE. Oh, such things as "Short-legs," and "Duck-legs."
HEDGEHOG. Here comes one of them now!
WIFE. He is one who called at me. I'll hide till he goes by.
[She hides among the cabbages. The HARE enters.]
HEDGEHOG. Good-morning, sir.
HARE. Why do you speak to me?