The Mad Goose and the Tiger Forest — Norman Hinsdale Pitman

"Yes, yes, perfectly sure, for he has no friends," replied the gander. "Besides, I was in the house just before he locked up for the night, and I saw neither hair nor hide of any other person." "Then he must be a fairy in disguise " announced Hu-lin wisely. "A fairy what's that?" questioned Ch'ang, more and more excited. "Why, you old goose, don't you know what a fairy is?" And Hu-lin laughed outright. By this time she had forgotten her own troubles and was becoming more and more amused at what she had heard. "Hark " she said in a low tone, and speaking very slowly, "a fairy is--" Here she lowered her voice to a whisper. The gander nodded violently as she went on with her explanation, and when she had finished, was speechless with amazement, for a few moments. "Well," he said finally, "if my master is that kind of man, suppose you slip away quietly and come with me, for, if a fairy is what you say he is, he can save you from all your troubles and make me happy for the rest of my days."