human
Open the door, my dear children, your mother is here, and has brought each of you something.
gpt
We will not open the door; our mother has no black paws like you; you must be the wolf.
human
Baker, said he,
gpt
I am hurt in the foot; pray spread some dough over the place.
human
Miller, said he,
gpt
If you don't do it, cried the wolf,
human
I'll eat you up!
gpt
Open, children! cried he.
human
Your dear mother has come home, and brought you each something from the wood.
gpt
First show us your paws, said the kids,