Where? said the Pig.
Well, the little Pig woke at four the next morning, and bustled up, and went off for the apples, hoping to get back before the Wolf came; but he had farther to go, and had to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming down from it, he saw the Wolf coming, which, as you may suppose, frightened him very much.
When the Wolf came up he said, "Little Pig, what! are you here before me? Are they nice apples?"
Yes, very, said the little Pig; "I will throw you down one."
And he threw it so far that, while the Wolf was gone to pick it up, the little Pig jumped down and ran home.
The next day the Wolf came again, and said to the little Pig, "Little Pig, there is a Fair in the Town this afternoon: will you go?"
Oh, yes, said the Pig, "I will go; what time shall you be ready?"
At three, said the Wolf.
So the little Pig went off before the time, as usual, and got to the Fair, and bought a butter churn, and was on his way home with it when he saw the Wolf coming.
Then he could not tell what to do.