"Don't be silly!... They're little girls...."
"They've got knickerbockers on...."
"Do be quiet!... And look!..."
"What are those gold things there, hanging from the branches?"
"Why, toys, to be sure!" said Tyltyl. "Swords, guns, soldiers, cannons...."
"And what's that, all round the table?"
"Cakes and fruit and cream-tarts."
"Oh, how pretty the children are!" cried Mytyl, clapping her hands.
"And how they're laughing and laughing!" answered Tyltyl.
"And the little ones dancing!..."