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 at Shanklin this afternoon, will you go?” “Oh yes,” said the pig, “I will go; what time shall you be ready?” “At three,” said the wolf.