"You bet we are," the Toyman answered.
FIFTEENTH NIGHT
JACK FROST AND THE MAN-IN-THE-MOON
Once, twice, thrice nodded Marmaduke's head.
The red flames of the fire kept dancing, dancing all the time. Very bright looked the little sleigh at the foot of the bed, very brave the tiny reindeer.
But look! Something moved—just a little.
The "nigh" little reindeer was stamping his foot and tossing his antlers.
And the other little reindeer tossed his horns and stamped his foot too.
On their backs the sleigh-bells jingled, merrily like fairy bells.
The red and blue sleigh moved a little—just a little.
It began to slide slowly, over the comforter.