“What a conceited, stupid old thing!” says Tiny to herself as she flies away.
Scene III.
Presently she sees a stork and a kangaroo, who appear to be at high words. “What an enormous tail you’ve got!” says the stork to the kangaroo; “and are those little bits of things your forelegs? Why, you are perfectly ridiculous.” The kangaroo replies: “Silly bird! my form is perfect, and my beautiful tail is a wonder in itself, for it helps me to take my immense leaps. Go away to your swamp, and hide your own long sticks of legs, do.”
“That’s pretty well on both sides,” thinks Tiny; “each considers himself the most beautiful animal in the world.”
Scene IV.
“Croak! croak!” cries a frog, squatting on the bank of a stream; and the sound attracts Tiny. At the same moment, a fish, popping his nose out of the water, exclaims, “Stop that horrid noise! I can’t get my little ones to sleep.” “Don’t bother me about your little ones,” says the frog; “and why don’t you come out of the water if you’ve anything to say? But you’ve no legs: you’ve nothing to stand upon: you are an imperfect creature.” The fish rejoins, “As for you, you only hop; and when you are in the water, why don’t you swim gracefully, like me?”
