Perez the Mouse was a long time coming,
so the little King began to make up a little speech to say to him when he did arrive. After a bit Bubi began to open his eyes very wide, fighting against the miller who was trying to make him shut them; but they did shut at last, and the little boy slipped down into the warm bed-clothes, his head on the pillow, with one arm over it, as a little bird tucks its head under its wing when it goes to sleep.
Suddenly he felt something very soft just tickling his forehead, and, sitting up quickly, he saw in front
of him, standing on the pillow,
a tiny little mouse in a straw hat and slippers and big gold spectacles; a red satchel was slung across his back.
