Another and another came flying after it, till the room was like a clean farmyard.

These were then dispersed round the stove in layers, like the seats in an arena, and in a moment the company was all on its back.
The beds had come.
Gerard took out his pudding, and found it delicious.

While he was relishing it, the woman who had given it him, and who was now abed, beckoned him again.

He went to her bundle side.

"She is waiting for you," whispered the woman.