"My," she said, "can you all talk? and will you help me? Isn't that grand!—But how you did s'prise me! Won't we have a lovely time!"
"Look at the fire! Look at the fire!"
"What a tiny voice!" thought the little girl,—but she quickly took the lids off the stove. Some very bright coals stared up at her.
"The fire is fine," she said aloud, and she looked all about to find where the voice came from, but she saw no one.
"Look down, please!" said the same tiny voice, this time very distinctly.
There stood the funniest little wire man, no higher than the little girl's elbow.
"You didn't see me," laughed the little man, "but I know how to make toast."
