_Little Two-Eyes._ Come, sister, we must go on, for it is a long way to
the top of the hill.
_Little Three-Eyes._ I'm not going any farther, I'm too tired! I'll rest
a little here.
_Little Two-Eyes._ All right, little Three-Eyes. I'll sing you a song.
Are you awake, little Three-Eyes?
Are you asleep, little Two-Eyes?
Yes, you are asleep, and now I'll have my dinner.
Little goat, bleat!
Little table, rise!
_Goat._ Bla-a! Bla-a! Bla-a!
_Little Two-Eyes._ Here is our dinner again, little goat. See this fresh
lettuce and cabbage and good bread and butter. Here is some honey, too,
and cake. Isn't this a good dinner?
Little goat, bleat!
Little table, away!
_Goat._ Bla-a, bla-a, bla-a!
_Little Two-Eyes._ Now it is gone. Three-Eyes, wake up! It is time home.
_Little Three-Eyes._ How long I have slept! What will my mother say? But
I think I have a surprise for you, little Two-Eyes!