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'Are you mad? they all exclaimed. 'Do you think we have money by the bushel? 'Skins! skins! Who will buy skins? he cried again, and to all who asked him what they cost, he answered, 'A bushel of money. 'He is making game of us, they said; and the shoemakers seized their yard measures and the tanners their leathern aprons and they gave Big Klaus a good beating.
"I should never think you were an earwig you're too pink and green but don't talk, I can hear something buzzing." "Santa Klaus doesn't buzz," said the Chintz Imp. "He comes down flop! Once in your aunt's time, I knew him nearly stick in the chimney. He had too many things in his sack. You should have heard how he struggled, it was like thunder! Everyone said how high the wind was."
"I wouldn't mind betting he'll crawl in between the wheels to find out whatever he's after," laughed Klaus, drawing back from the window so as not to be seen. "He looks pale and fagged out," said Ferdinand, shifting his glasses. "I suppose his people aren't very well off?" Klaus opened his eyes and looked at the other. "He's not overburdened with cash, I fancy."
A flaw in the printing of the chintz curtain had given him life a life distinct from that of the other rose leaves. "You're lying awake very late to-night what's that for?" he enquired, shaking the leaf he wore upon his head, and looking at Marianne searchingly. "Why, don't you see I'm waiting for Santa Klaus?" replied Marianne.
The door of Morgridge & Mit closes behind him, but not before we have seen his face. Verily, it is Mr. Morgridge, but so extraordinarily like Santa Klaus is he, that we are puzzled to know which of the two it is; the form and shoulders are those of Mr. Morgridge, but the face at least is borrowed from Santa Klaus; Mr. Morgridge never in his life looked so jolly.
"I wanted to make your acquaintance," said Holm, and when Klaus had introduced them, he held out a large white hand with a red seal-ring on the first finger. "We're namesakes, I understand, and Brock here tells me you take your name from a country place called Holm." "Yes.
'Oh, dear! oh, dear! groaned Little Klaus up in the shed, when he saw the good food disappearing. 'Is anybody up there? asked the farmer, catching sight of Little Klaus. 'Why are you lying there? Come with me into the house. Then Little Klaus told him how he had lost his way, and begged to be allowed to spend the night there.
Klaus broke into a laugh at last, and turned to Merle: "He's just the same as ever," he said "a little stouter, to be sure it's clear you've been treating him well, madam." And he bowed and kissed her hand.
This had happened nearly a month before or, at any rate, Klaus thought so, for no doubt the days went very slowly during which time they had wandered about, trying to shape some sort of course by the sun with the object of returning to the camp.
"Well, I gather you're going round here simply being happy from morning to night. I call that idling." "Thanks." "Of course, you're very unhappy in reality. Everyone is, as long as he's neglecting his powers and aptitudes." "Very many thanks," said Peer, with a laugh. Klaus sat up in his chair, a little anxious as to what was coming. Ferdinand was still looking out over the lake.
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