"Are you going to let me paddle, Hans?" asked Greta.
Greta had to be content with this sort of a promise. She was very happy just to be out in this beautiful new boat. By the time they had gone around the first bend of the river, Greta began to think of her kittens again.
"Hans, do you think that a Nisse really did take my kittens away?"
"Well, of course, I don't know, Greta. But it looks like it."
"I thought you didn't believe in the Nisser, Hans."
"Why, one has to believe in the Nisser. There is just no other way to explain some of the things that happen."
"Do you remember the time my doll disappeared and I couldn't find her for months and months?"
"Sure I do. And then all of a sudden she appeared again."
"And you know, Hans, how I had looked simply everywhere for that doll."