Then Cock-lock said: "Oh! Duck-luck, don't go, for I was going, and
I met Hen-len, and Hen-len met Chicken-licken, and Chicken-licken had
been at the wood, and the sky had fallen on to his head, and we are
going to tell the King."
So Duck-luck turned back, and met Drake-lake.
"Well, Drake-lake, where are you going?"