134 Fairy Tales

But, good-bye, good-bye. Next time I will
bring some ginger-nuts.”

So she nodded and went off, with the
children staring after her, but Ju-Ju ran as
far as he dared, and came back licking his
lips more than ever. Joan sighed.

“TIsn’t she a dear! Did you hear what
she said? Wouldn't it be nice to be a king
and queen, and do no lessons or spinning,
and eat hot honey-cakes all day long, and do
just exactly what one liked?”

“T don’t care about ,-being a king or a
queen,” said Barthel sturdily, “but I should
like to see her house. I should think
mother would let us.”

Just at that moment they heard their
mother calling them in to tea, and Ju-Ju
rushed off at once, so as not to lose any
chances. In the evening he bragged a good
deal to old Wolf about the dwarf woman,
how much she had admired him, and what
good things she had given him to eat.
Wolf cared nothing for all that, but he was
very angry to hear of strangers being about