"It will stretch mightily," said Teenchy Duck.
Then Brother Wolf went to keep company with Brother Fox.
Teenchy Duck went on her way again. She didn't walk very fast, for her satchel was heavy; but she never ceased crying: "Quack! quack! Give me back my beautiful money."
Now it happened, as she was going along, she came up with a Ladder, which said, without asking after her health:
"My poor Teenchy Duck! You do not seem to be very happy."
"I should think not!" exclaimed Teenchy Duck.
"What can the matter be?" the Ladder asked.
Teenchy Duck then told her story over again.
"I am not doing anything at present," said the Ladder; "shall I go with you?"