С. А. Матвеев

“Don’t let him part me from Marian,”

The next day the wolf came again, and said to the little pig, “Little pig, there is a fair this afternoon. Will you go?”

“We are friends,” said I, rising and bending over her, as she rose from the bench.

The girls grieved over such a number of ladies, but were comforted the day before the ball by hearing, that instead of twelve he brought only six with him from London – his five sisters and a cousin.

which made her sisters very jealous.