"Where shall we go?" said the little brown pig.
"Let us go up the hill," said a spotted one. The other little pigs said "Wee! wee!" again. That is the way they said yes.
So they started up the hill. It was a very small hill; but the pigs said, "What a large hill this is!" They were only baby pigs, you know. This was their first walk, out of their yard. By and by they came to the top of the hill. They saw a large house in a large yard "What a big pen!" said all the little pigs. "Do you think we shall find more pigs there?" said the brown pig. "Wee! wee!" said the others. You see, a pig thinks the whole world was made for pigs. Some one had left the gate open. The nine pigs went into the yard, one after another. No one was in sight, so they went on. They were still looking for pigs.
Before they got to the door, the cook came out. The pigs gave her one look. "That is no pig," said Piggy White.
Then they all ran back to their pen. But they knew more than when they left it. They had seen the world, and they had found that there are more than pigs in it.