William Crooke, The Talking Thrush, and Other Tales from India
“ So to Nanny-goat she hied, and said she—"Sister Nanny, my little ones have gone out, and I am very lonely at home. Do let one of your dear kiddies come and sleep with me, for company. Will you, please?""Gladly will I, sister," said honest Nanny-goat, thinking no evil of her friend. ”
