"If there be any truth in that," said I, "you
are bound, on the same ground, to identify
yourself with the frog."
"By the way," cried Peterkin, starting up
and looking around the spot on which his
interesting _tete-a-tete_ had taken place,
"where is the frog? It was just here
that--Ah!--oh!--oh! poor, poor frog!
"`Your course is run, your days are o'er;
We'll never have a chat no more,'
"As Shakespeare has it. Well, well, who
would have thought that so conversable
and intelligent a creature should have
come to such a melancholy end?"
The poor frog had indeed come to a sad
and sudden end, and I felt quite sorry for
it, although I could not help smiling at my
The poor frog had indeed come to a sad and sudden end, and I felt quite sorry for it, although I could not help smiling at my