“Follow the leader, every one,
Follow along till rise of sun!”
Then the dwarfs went out of the door, two and two, and the Ink-Bottle Babies did not know what else to do, so they followed them.
They ran along up hill and down dale until they came to a valley.
Then their leader called, “Hark! Listen! Hark!” They looked down in a valley and they saw a little dwarf, dancing and singing.
The little dwarf was whirling a great spoon in the air. He sang,
“Be it morning, night or noon,
No one knows I’ve the magic spoon!”