No, we will not, no, we shall not,
No, we will not laugh or play.
“If it suits us best to mutter,
Lift the shoulders, hang the head;
All that you will hear us utter
Is what we’ve already said.
No, we will not, no, we shall not,
No, we will not laugh or play.”
“Well, I never heard of any one yet liking to be miserable all the day long,” said Kitty with a smile that grew broader and broader as she looked at the dismal, dejected group. But they took no further notice of her. She stood hesitating and watching. Should she jump back over the ditch and go to look for that elf, or should she go on?