Clever Hans
HERE are you going, Hans?’ asked his Mother.
‘To see Grettel,’ answered Hans.
‘Behave well, Hans!’
‘All right, Mother. Good-bye.’
‘Good-bye, Hans.’
Hans comes to Grettel.
‘Good morning, Grettel.’
‘Good morning, Hans. What have you brought me?’
‘I’ve not brought you anything. I want a present.’
Grettel gives him a needle. Hans takes the needle, and sticks it in a load of hay, and walks home behind the cart.
‘Good evening, Mother.’
‘Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?’
‘I ’ve been to Grettel’s.’
‘What did you give her?’
‘I gave her nothing. But she made me a present.’
‘What did she give you?’
‘She gave me a needle.’
‘What did you do with it?’
‘Stuck it in the hay-cart.’
‘That was stupid, Hans. You should have stuck it in your sleeve.’
‘Never mind, Mother; I ’ll do better next time.’
‘Where are you going, Hans?’
‘To see Grettel, Mother.’
‘Behave well.’
‘All right, Mother. Good-bye.’
‘Good-bye, Hans.’
Hans comes to Grettel.
