‘Somebody far greater than we little Piskeys is ordering Phillida’s dreams,’ said the Dinky Men one to another, ‘which are much more beautiful than we can order.’
Just then old Tamsin’s clock struck the midnight hour, and the Piskeys got off the bed, went across the room, climbed up the durn of the door and out through the keyhole on to the moors, and in a little while they were hastening over the snow-covered turf to the Piskey Circle, which was a big round door to the Dinky People’s land under the moors.
[1] Sad.
[2] Coax.
[3] Tiny child.
[4] Whortleberries.
[5] An oven when half heated.
[6] Frame.
[7] The speckled, or ermine, moth.