“A pixie who wants to ask you something,” said Jack-o’-Lantern, opening the door to let Twinkling Feet out. Then the lantern man hurried away to search for the witch’s goggles.
“Please, Jolly Little Witch, I’ve lost my laugh,” said Twinkling Feet.
“Lost your laugh! and on Hallowe’en! Well, no wonder I didn’t know you. You’re the queerest looking pixie I ever saw. Tell me how you happened to lose your laugh?”
But Twinkling Feet did not answer her question. He said meekly, “Have you seen it?”
“No, my little fellow. I’m sorry to say I’ve not seen your laugh,” said the Jolly Little Witch.
“A pixie can’t dance without his laugh,” sighed Twinkling Feet.
“No, of course he can’t. Dear, dear! How sorry I am for you,” said the little witch, shaking her head.
“And if a pixie loses anything on Hallowe’en, he must find it before midnight or give it up forever.”
“I could have helped you on any other night, but you see I always spend Hallowe’en in the village with the children. I shall be late to-night if I don’t find those goggles.” And again she began to search for them.
The pixie looked at her for a moment. Then he asked, “Do the children laugh a good deal on Hallowe’en?”