Whirl about;
Pinch and beat her;
Let her know
Selfishness will bring her woe;
Come at once and greet her.”
Then suddenly all the carrots that were lying about sprang up, and those that were in the duck-pond sprang out of it. They were joined by those in the gardens near, and they came trooping along like an army. They could walk as well in the air as on the ground; and they whirled around Linda and pulled her hair and pinched her arms, till she cried aloud for mercy.
“Ho! ho! ho! only see
What it is our foe to be,”
shouted the carrots, as they twirled up and down and round and round.