Round the Clock Stories [antikvár]

The Little Singing Kettle Mister curly was a small pixie who lived all by himself in Twisty Cottage. His cottage stood at the end _ of the Village of Ho, and was always very neatly kept. It had blue and yellow curtains at the windows and blue and yellow flowers in the garden, so you can guess how pretty and trim it was. Mister Curly was mean. He was the meanest pixie that ever lived, but he always pretended to be very generous indeed. If he had a bag of peppermints he never let anyone see it, but put it straight into his pocket till he got home. And if he met any of the other pixies he would pull a long face and say: " If only I had a bag of sweets I would offer you one." " Never mind," the others said. " It's nice of you to think of it I" And they went off, saying what a nice, generous creature Mister Curly was I Now one day, as Mister Curly was walking home along Dimity Lane, where the trees met overhead, so that it was just like walking in a green tunnel, he saw a queer fellow in front of him. This was a Humpy Goblin, and he carried a great many saucepans, kettles and pans all slung down his back, round his shoulders and over his chest. They made a great noise as he walked, but louder than the noise was the Humpy Goblin*s voice. He sang all the time in a voice like a cracked bell. Do jou want a saucepan^ kettle or pan? If you do, here*s the Goblin Man I