. The pink fairy book. od thing that he did go back, for the tub hadnearly worn out the tongue. It had read everything thatwas inside it, on the one side, and was just going to turnitself round and read from the other side when the Goblincame in and returned the tongue to its owner. But the whole shop, from the till down to the shavings,from that night changed their opinion of the tub, and theylooked up to it, and had such faith in it that they wereunder the impression that when the grocer read the artand drama critiques out of the paper in the evenings, itall came from the tub. But the Goblin
. The pink fairy book. od thing that he did go back, for the tub hadnearly worn out the tongue. It had read everything thatwas inside it, on the one side, and was just going to turnitself round and read from the other side when the Goblincame in and returned the tongue to its owner. But the whole shop, from the till down to the shavings,from that night changed their opinion of the tub, and theylooked up to it, and had such faith in it that they wereunder the impression that when the grocer read the artand drama critiques out of the paper in the evenings, itall came from the tub. But the Goblin could no longer sit quietly listening tothe wisdom and intellect downstairs. No, as soon as thelight shone in the evening from the attic it seemed tohim as though its beams were strong ropes dragging himup, and he had to go and peep through the he felt the sort of feeling we have looking at thegreat rolling sea in a storm, and he burst into tears. Hecould not himself say why he wept, but in spite of his. 16 TEE GOBLIN AND THE GROCER tears lie felt quite happy. How beautiful it must be tosit under that tree with the student, but that he couldnot do; he had to content himself with the key-hole andbe happy there! There he stood out on the cold landing, the autumnwind blowing through the cracks of the floor. It wascold — very cold, but he first found it out when the lightin the attic was put out and the music in the wood diedaway. Ah! then it froze him, and he crept down againinto his warm corner; there it was comfortable and cosy. When Christmas came, and with it the jam with thelarge lump of butter, ah! then the grocer was first withhim. But in the middle of the night the Goblin awoke, hear-ing a great noise and knocking against the shutters —people hammering from outside. The watchman wasblowing his horn : a great fire had broken out; the wholetown was in flames. Was it in the house? or was it at a neighbours?Where was it? The alarm increased. The grocers wif
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