and to twist and turn about, for he thought he might as well try to get
out.

But the old lass cried out, "Canst thou not sit still, thou whirligig
thief, and not go twisting and turning? Only look at Father Bruin
himself in the corner, how he sits as grave as a judge," for now she
thought she might as well make friends with the bear.

But just then up came the man who owned the pitfall.

First he drew up the old woman, and after that he slew all the beasts,
and neither spared Father Bruin himself in the corner, nor Grey-legs,
nor Reynard the whirligig thief. That night, at least, he thought he had
made a good haul.




THE PANCAKE


Once on a time there was a woman who had seven hungry children, and she
was frying a pancake for them. It was a sweet milk pancake, and there it
lay in the pan, bubbling and frizzling so thick and good, it was a
delight to look at it. And the children stood round about, and the old
father sat by and looked on.

"Oh, give me a bit of pancake, mother, dear, I am so hungry," said one
child.