Your tail in the water, your head out of sea!”
The fish came to the shore.
“Well, what do you want, old man?” it asked.
“My wife,” said the man, “is in a great passion, and has sent me to ask for bread.”
“Very well,” said the fish, “go home and you shall have it.”
The old man went back, and when he entered the hut he found bread in plenty.
“Well,” said he to his wife, “we have enough bread now.”
“Oh yes!” said she, “but I have had such a misfortune while you were away. I have broken the bucket. What shall I do the washing in now? Go to the fish, and ask it to give us a new bucket.”
Away went the man. Standing on the shore he called out—
“Little fish, little fish, come now to me,