The white gander flew beside him and Ellen talked as they went. "Why didn't you see it before?"
"I was coming home from market with my brother; he's quite a big pig; and I stopped to eat some acorns, so he said he wouldn't wait for me any longer, and he went on and that lost me."
"But if you'd just looked you would have seen it."
"I couldn't look because I was hunting for acorns, and then I began to cry, and then I hunted for some more acorns."
It sounded so foolish, Ellen couldn't help laughing. "I think I'd better go home with you or you may get lost again," she said. Presently she asked, "How many brothers have you?"
"Four," answered the pig. "One of them's going to have roast beef for dinner." Suddenly he sat down and began to cry again.
"What in the world's the matter now?" asked Ellen in desperation.
"Oweek! Oweek! Maybe he's eaten it all."
"Well you'd better hurry home and see. If you keep on sitting here and crying, I know you won't get any."