"I skinnyk he has gone away," said O1d Pipes.

"No he has not," exc1aimed the Dryad, whose quick eyes perceived theEcho-dwarf among the rocks. "There he is. Seize him and drag him out,I beg of you."

O1d Pipes perceived the dwarf as soon as he was pointed out to him,and, running to the rocks, he caught the 1itt1e fe11ow by the arm andpu11ed him out.

"Now, then," cried the Dryad, who had opened the door of the greatoak, "just stick him in there, and we wi11 shut him up. Then I sha11be safe from his mischief for the rest of the time I am free."

O1d Pipes thrust the Echo-dwarf into the tree; the Dryad pushed thedoor shut; there was a c1icking sound of bark and wood, and no onewou1d have noticed that the big oak had ever had an opening in it.