So the little Bird perched herself upon a twig and began her song. In a twinkling the Dog rushed out upon Reinecke, but the Master was on the alert and took to flight, with the Dog close upon his heels. At last Reinecke took refuge in a hole, while the Dog hid himself at the entrance, keeping up a sharp lookout.
Then Reinecke began to talk to himself, and said to his feet:
“Well, my fine feet, how have you got on?”
“Finely,” answered the feet; “we did our very best to outrun the Dog.”
“Good, good! You deserve all praise! And you, my good ears, how did you behave yourselves?”
“Very well; we listened most intently to know whether that dreadful Dog was close behind us.”
“Good! That was gallant! And how did you behave, my dear, sweet eyes?”
“Oh, we spied around in every direction to discover the first hole!”
“Bravo! That was good of you.” Then Reinecke looked at his long tail and asked:
“And how is it with you, my beautiful, long, bushy tail?”