Note 1 — Chapter XV · THE CRICKET: THE BURROW; THE EGG

“Fare thee well, good neighbour Cricket; from thy presence I must flee;

Mine ears also will be taken for a pair of horns,” said he.

“Horns, i’ faith!” the Cricket answered. “Is thy servant mad or blind?

Those are ears which thy Creator with His own hand hath designed!”

“Yet the world will one day call them horns,” his fellow made reply,

“And ere that day dawn, my neighbour, I will bid this place good-bye.”