And he were I,
He wouldn’t be he
And I wouldn’t be I.”
“Poor Bod Kin”
“Hee-hee,” tinkled the silvery voice of Silver Thimble. “If you get too bright, you’ll try to cut things out with one leg, Mr. Scissors.”
“Lend
yourself!”
“Come,” said Fairy Lady, “Miss Mary Frances, your Seamstress-ship, will you please begin to cut the goods?”