Then the old wolf went to the house of the third little pig which was built of brick and said:
“Little pig, little pig, let me come in, or I’ll huff and I’ll puff till I blow your house in.”
But the little pig looked out of his peep hole and said:
“No, no, no; not by the hairs on your chinny, chin, chin.”
Then the old wolf huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow the house down.
Then the old wolf started down the chimney to get the little pig, anyway. But the little pig built a fire and put on the big pot and filled it with water. So the old wolf fell into the boiling water and was scalded to death. Then the little pig ate the old wolf until there was nothing left but the bones.
THE BARMECIDE FEAST
One must play the game according to rules given him.