| 166 Fairy Tales

“Yes, yes, of course!”

But all the time the naughty little dog
meant to do something quite different. He
had not the least intention of leaving his
dear mountain, and he intended to hide
somewhere near, and come back in the
evening and declare he had not been able
to find the road. So that while Joan was
hugging him, and sending kisses to her
mother, and tucking him into the basket,
and he was pretending to be very sad and
tearful, he was really saying to himself—

‘Oh, how tiresome it is to have to do with
such stupid things, who are always trying to
make one as foolish as themselves! You
will soon see me back, I can tell you!”
However, whether he liked it or not, he
was obliged to go through all the first part
as it had been arranged for him. The
master-tailor’s wife carried the basket, and
took him some way across the moor before
she ventured to let him out, and then care-
fully explained to him that he was to go
home, which he already perfectly understood.