Next he drew from his pocket a pitcher and a spoon. Then he went and got a rocking-chair that he had brought with him, and he said,
“I’ll leave these treasures under the sea;
Some day they’ll be of use to me.”
Then whisk! bound! he was off and away and the princess began to sing softly,
“Round and round the big wheel goes,
Spin, spin, spin;
Merrily the spring wind blows,
Spin, spin, spin.”
The Ink-Bottle Babies came in dancing and singing for they had heard every word that had been said.