Hans in Luck
made. The lad told him that he was taking the goose for a christening feast. ‘Just feel it,’ he went on, holding it up by the wings. ‘Feel how heavy it is; it’s true they have been stuffing it for eight weeks. Whoever eats that roast goose will have to wipe the fat off both sides of his mouth.’
Just then a butcher came along the road, trundling a young pig in a wheel-barrow.
‘Yes, indeed!’ answered Hans, weighing it in his hand; ‘but my pig is no light weight either.’
Then the lad looked cautiously about from side to side, and shook his head. ‘ Now, look here,’ he began, ‘I don’t
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