The Counterpane Fairy by Katharine Pyle
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"Good-day," said he. "Good-day," answered the dwarfs, staring hard at him. "What are you making there?" asked Teddy. "A link," answered the dwarfs. "A link!" said Teddy. "What for?" "For a chain," answered the dwarfs, and then the iron was hot and they took it out again and laid it on the anvil. Clink-clank! clink-clank! clink-clank! went their hammers. Teddy watched them at their work for a while, and then he went on to the next forge, and there it was the same thing--more little dwarfs hammering away at their anvils as if their lives depended on it. "Good-day," said Teddy, as soon as they paused to heat the iron. "Good-day," said the dwarfs. "What are you making there?" asked Teddy. "A link," answered the dwarfs. "What for?" said Teddy. "For a chain," answered the dwarfs, and then they set to work again. |
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