PETER, THE STUPID MILLER.
PETER'S WIFE.
THE FOX.

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[_The_ FOX _enters. He knocks at the mill door._ PETER _opens the door
and comes out. He is covered with meal._]

FOX. Good-morning, Peter.

PETER. What do you want, sir?

FOX. I am hungry. I want to eat Jacob's chickens.

PETER. Ah, that is fine! I do not like Jacob. Do you know that?

FOX. Oh, yes, I know! Now will you help me to get his chickens?

PETER. What can I do?

FOX. Put meal on me, till I am white. Then the chickens will think I am
a miller.

PETER. Ah, that is fine! I will get meal. Wait here.

[_Peter enters the mill._]

FOX. Ha, ha, ha, ha!