The Troll-imps.
Oh dad, mayn’t we play owl-and-eagle first!
The wolf-game! Grey-mouse and glow-eyed cat!
The Old Man.
Yes, but quick. I am worried and sleepy. Goodnight!
[He goes.
Peer.
[Hunted by the Troll-imps.]
Let me be, devil’s imps!
[Tries to escape up the chimney.