I never eat, you know, being straw; but some of my friends eat regularly.

What do you say to my offer, Quadling ?" "I'll do it," decided the man.

"I'll help, and you can do most of the work.

But my wife has gone fishing for red eels to-day, so some of you will have to mind the children." Scraps promised to do that, and the children were not so shy when the Patchwork Girl sat down to play with them.

They grew to like Toto, too, and the little dog allowed them to pat him on his head, which gave the little ones much joy.
There were a number of fallen trees near the house and the Quadling got his axe and chopped them into logs of equal length.