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Here is a roadway beside us which will lead us somewhere or other; so come along, Coutchie-Coulou, and do not be afraid." The brown egg meekly gave him her hand, and together they trotted along the roadway until they came to a high stone wall, which had sharp spikes upon its top. It seemed to extend for a great distance, and the eggs stopped and looked at it curiously.
Then he stopped and looked around, and behold! There was poor Coutchie-Coulou crushed into a shapeless mass by the hoof of one of the horses, and her golden heart was spreading itself slowly over the white gravel of the driveway! Humpty sat down upon the grass and wept grievously, for the death of his companion was a great blow to him. And while he sobbed, a voice said to him,
It was a scene brilliant enough to fascinate anyone, and the two eggs stood spellbound while their eyes feasted upon the unusual sight. "See!" whispered Coutchie-Coulou, "there are some birds swimming in the water yonder. Let us go and look at them, for we also may be birds someday." "True," answered Humpty, "but we are just as likely to be omelets or angel's-food.
"Yes," replied the brown egg; "I asked where you were going." "Who are you?" enquired Humpty; "do you belong in our nest?" "Oh, no!" answered the brown egg; "my name is Coutchie-Coulou, and the Black Bantam laid me about an hour ago." "Oh," said Humpty proudly; "I belong to the Speckled Hen myself." "Do you, indeed!" returned Coutchie-Coulou.
"Do not grieve," she said, "for eggs are but short-lived creatures at best, and Coutchie-Coulou has at least died an honorable death and saved herself from being fried in a pan or boiled in her own shell. So cheer up, little egg, and I will be your friend at least so long as you remain fresh. A stale egg I never could abide."
"Perhaps so," answered Humpty; "but it 's dangerous in the nest, too; my brothers might have smashed me with their kicking. However, if we are careful we can't come to much harm; so come along, little one, and I 'll look after you." Coutchie-Coulou gave him her hand while he helped her out of the nest, and together they crept over the hay until they came to the barn floor.
They made for the door at once, holding each other by the hand, and soon came to the threshold, which appeared very high to them. "We must jump," said Humpty. "I 'm afraid!" cried Coutchie-Coulou. "And I declare! there 's my mother's voice clucking, she 's coming this way." "Then hurry!" said Humpty.
"What is the matter, little egg?" Humpty looked up, and saw a beautiful girl bending over him. "One of the horses has stepped upon Coutchie-Coulou," he said; "and now she is dead, and I have no friend in all the world." The girl laughed.
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