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III . The House of Sticks The second little pig takes the south road . It is a long road . It goes past green fields and rivers . The little pig walks and walks . He does not see anyone all day . In the afternoon , he is very tired . His feet hurt . He eats his bread and drinks water from a river . “ I need a house , ” he thinks . “ Night is coming soon . ” After a while , he sees a man . The man has a big bundle of sticks . They are sticks of furze . Furze is a wild plant . It has yellow flowers and a lot of sharp thorns . “ Good afternoon , ” says the little pig . “ Good afternoon , little pig . ” “ Please , man , give me those sticks . I want to build a house . ” “ A house ? Why do you want a house ? ” asks the man . “ To live in . I have no house , and night is coming soon . ” “ Well , take them , ” says the man . “ But be careful . They are sharp . ” The man gives him the bundle of sticks . The little pig takes the sticks in his front feet . “ Ow , ow , ow ! That hurts ! ” cries the little pig . The man laughs and goes on down the road . The little pig starts to work . He puts the sticks side by side . He makes the walls . He makes the roof . He makes a door . The thorns hurt , but the little pig does not stop . In the evening , the house is ready . It is green , and it has yellow flowers . It is stronger than a house of straw . “ What a pretty house ! ” says the little pig . “ And it has thorns . Nobody can come into my house ! ” The little pig goes in and shuts the door . He lies down and goes to sleep . In the morning , the wolf comes along . He is hungry again . He sees the house of sticks and smells the air . “ Mmm , there is another little pig in there , ” he thinks . The wolf knocks at the door . Knock , knock , knock . “ Little pig , little pig , let me come in . ” The little pig is very afraid . But he answers : “ No , no , by the hair of my chiny chin chin ! ” And the wolf says : “ Then I’ll puff , and I’ll huff , and I’ll blow your house in ! ” And the wolf huffs , and he puffs . The house moves , but it does not fall . “ Oh no , my house is moving ! ” cries the little pig . Then the wolf puffs , and he huffs . The yellow flowers fly off . The sticks make a lot of noise . But the house does not fall . The wolf takes a big breath . He huffs and puffs again , harder . He puffs and huffs . And at last , the house falls down ! And the wolf eats up the second little pig .
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