AfterawhilethelittleJackalcamedancingintothegarden，veryhappyandcare—free，——BUTlookingallaround。Hesawthehugepileoffigsunderthebigfigtree。
\"H—m，\"hethought，\"thatlookssingularlylikemyfriend，theAlligator。I’llinvestigateabit。\"
Hestoodquitestillandbegantotalktohimself，——itwasalittlewayhehad。Hesaid，——
\"ThelittlefigsIlikebestarethefat，ripe，juicyonesthatdropoffwhenthebreezeblows;andthenthewindblowsthemaboutontheground，thiswayandthat;thegreatheapoffigsoverthereissostillthatIthinktheymustbeallbadfigs。\"
TheoldAlligator，underneathhisfigpile，thought，——