The Dwarf Woman 131

they looked at each other, for they had never
tasted anything so good, and as for Ju-Ju,
he could not stop licking his lips. He was
a very greedy little dog.

‘““ Have some more,” said the dwarf woman ;
and Joan was stretching out her hand when
Barthel stopped her, for he was older.

‘““We would buy them from you if we had
any money,” he said, rather grandly, “ but

we haven't.”
‘Oh, that does not matter in the least,”
she said. “There are plenty where these

came from—hundreds.”

“What a nice place it must be! Is it in
the town?” asked little Joan longingly.

“Tt is a beautiful place, and perhaps some
day you would come and see me? But you
must have some more.”

So they ate, and as she seemed such a
kind woman they told her a good deal about
themselves, and how all the men and old
Wolf, the big house-dog, were down in the
reaping fields, and how they had very much
wished to go too, only, unfortunately, Barthel