"Yes," he replied, as he began to unharness the horses; "they are in the cart."
So she came to the cart and looked within, and saw Miss Muffet, who was still asleep.
"Where did you get the little girl?" asked the farmer's wife, in surprise.
"What little girl?" asked he.
"The one in the cart."
He came to the cart and looked in, and was as surprised as his wife.
"She must have climbed into the cart when I left the town," he said; "but waken her, wife, and we will hear what she has to say."
So the farmer's wife shook the girl by the arm, and Miss Muffet sat up in the cart and rubbed her eyes and wondered where she was.
"How came you in my cart?" asked the farmer.