"Thanks! That sounds fine for me, I am sure!"
"Well, isn't it better than staying here and saving your skin and dying of hunger and thirst?"
"I suppose it is, but when you are out, how do you propose getting me out, as there will be no one up whose back I can run and jump?"
"Oh, that will be all right! When I am out, I can run and bring some one to help you out."
"Yes, I know, Mr. Stubby-tail. But do you realize that it is going to be some job to get a goat of my size out of a deep, narrow hole like this?"
"To be sure I do! But that can easily be accomplished when once I find a man to accompany me here to see what is down in this well. Men with pulleys can soon hoist you out."
"Well, I hope so, for I am getting tired already of being confined here. Just hear that cat howl now!"
"Listen! I hear voices. He must see some one walking on the beach. I hear two people talking and they are coming this way! Let's baa and bark for all we are worth!"
This they did, and a little girl and her father who were walking along the beach heard the meow of a cat come floating to them across the water and the baa of a goat and the bark of a dog float to them from the land on the other side. Still they could see no cat, dog or goat. All they could discover was a black coat or something like it lying out on the rocks.
Presently the little girl cried out, "Oh, papa, see! The coat is moving! It isn't a coat at all, but a cat. Did you see its long tail?"