HEDGEHOG. Come, come, let's begin the race!
HARE. Ha, ha! Well, I'll run with you. You ought to know just how silly your little duck-legs are.
HEDGEHOG. Let us go to this end of the furrow to begin.
HAKE. I will run to the brook and back while you are getting there.
HEDGEHOG. As you please.
(The Hare runs off.)
Wife, wife, did you hear?
WIFE. I heard. Are you crazy?
HEDGEHOG. Go to the other end of this furrow, wife.
WIFE. And why should I do that?