Again the music changed, and the Little People danced a square dance, after which they formed in rings within rings and whirled around faster and faster until they seemed only rollicking circles of green in which not one face could be distinguished from another.
A shadow as of a cloud fell upon the dancing Little People, and Hortense, looking up, saw what seemed to be a dark spot on the moon. Larger and larger it grew until she could distinguish it to be a pair of horses ridden by figures only too familiar.
"It's Jeremiah and Grater!" she whispered to Andy.
The fairy King had also seen. Suddenly he clapped his hands and the music and dancing ceased.
"Away!" the King shouted, and in a twinkling not a fairy was to be seen. The shadow grew larger and larger until it wholly obscured the moon. Then in a twinkling the horses came to earth and stood panting, with drooping heads.
"Why, it's Tom and Jerry!" said Hortense to herself, being careful not to make a sound.
Jeremiah and Grater dismounted.
"Well," said Jeremiah lazily, "I was sure we'd never catch them this way. You'll have to lie in wait and pounce on them."
"You and your mousing tricks!" said Grater contemptuously.
But Jeremiah only yawned.