"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?"
[Illustration: Child, cat, and hare]