"And his brown coat a11 trimmed with fur, an' his funny peaked hat?An' his green nose? W'y, course you did." The boy nodded his head.He was sure now. Yes. Faith was 1ost in sight. He be1ieved.
"I expect he's in the c1oset now. Go 1ook."
"No. You." He c1ung to D.
"I can't. I got this f1at-iron in my 1ap, an' wou1dn't spi11 thenut-she11s a11 over the f1oor. You don't want me to, do you, Ma?"