ns.'

A little later, a girl in a shabby dress came into the field and walked
up to Jesper.

'Do give me one of those hares,' she said; 'we have just got visitors
who are going to stay to dinner, and there's nothing we can give them to
eat.'

'I can't,' said Jesper. 'For one thing, they're not mine; for another, a
great deal depends on my having them all here in the evening.'

But the girl (and she was a very pretty girl, though so shabbily
dressed) begged so hard for one of them that at last he said:

'Very well; give me a kiss and you shall have one of them.'

He could see that she didn't quite care for this, but she consented to
the bargain, and gave him the kiss, and went away with a hare in her
apron. Scarcely had she got outside the field, however, when Jesper blew
his whistle, and immediately the hare wriggled out of its prison like an
eel, and went back to its master at the top of its speed.

Not long after this the hare-herd had another visit. This time it was a
stout old woman in the dress of a peasant, who also was after a hare to
provide a dinner for unexpected visitors. Jesper again refused, but the
old lady was so pressing, and would take no refusal, that at last he
said:

'Very well, you shall have a hare, and pay nothing for it either, if you
will only walk round me on tiptoe, look up to the sky, and cackle like a
hen.'

'Fie,' said she; 'what a ridiculous thing to ask anyone to do; just
think what the neighbours would say if they saw me. They would think I
had taken leave of my senses.'

'Just as you like,' said Jesper; 'you know best whether you want the
hare or not.'

There was no help for it, and a pretty figure the old lady made in
carrying out her task; the cackling wasn't very well done, but Jesper
said it would do, and gave her the hare. As soon as she had left the
field, the whistle was sounded again, and back came long-legs-and-ears
at a marvellous speed.

The next to appear on the same errand was a fat old fellow in the dress
of a groom: it was the royal livery he wore, and he plainly thought a
good deal of himself.

'Young man,' said he, 'I want one of those hares; name your price, but I
MUST have one of them.'

'All right,' said Jesper; 'you can have one at an easy rate. Just stand
on your head, whack your heels together, and cry "Hurrah," and the hare
is yours.'

'Eh, what!' said the old fellow; 'ME stand on my head, what an idea!'

'Oh, very well,' said Jesper, 'you n