Then the chair took the dwarf out and set him on dry land.
Now as soon as the dwarf was free he would not say “Thank you,” again, and the chair said, “I will teach him a lesson this time.”
So the chair asked the little dwarf to take another ride, and he rocked him away, away, away up north to the land where the polar bear lives. Then he rocked him right into a snowdrift. The little dwarf nearly froze his toes and fingers, and the chair said,
“I’ll leave you in this drift of snow,
For far away I soon will go!”
The dwarf was so scared at the idea of being left alone in the snowdrift that he said,
“I’ll say to you on bended knees,
Thank you, sir, and if you please.”
Then the chair rocked the little dwarf safely home, and ever after he was so polite that if he even met a squirrel in the woods he would stop and say, “Excuse me, sir, am I disturbing you? Thank you, sir, I will come this way again, if you please!”