"Not a bad fault," said the King more graciously, "not a bad fault. What is the meaning of it?"
"It means, Sire, that my two small friends are frightened."
"Frightened?" said the King Toad; "frightened of what?"
"Of you, Sire."
The Natterjack Slouched low into the Presence
"Of me?" said the King Toad. "Why should a toad fear me? I am the Protector of all toads." He swelled himself imperially.
"Have You Seen this Trick before?" said the King Toad
"These are strange toads, Sire," said the Natterjack, "they come from France."