boy. "Do look, Ju, these great big ones are just like those on Cheap Jack's red waistcoat. Here is a brass one with a horse on it. Do see! Oh, Ju, please get your needle and thread and sew this one on to my black dress."
Judith sighed. It was in vain for her to impress the realities of the situation on his wandering mind.
"Hark!" she exclaimed. "There is Aunt Dunes. I hear her voice—how loud she speaks! She has come to fetch us away."
"Where is she going to take us to?"
"I do not know, Jamie."
"She will take us into the forest and lose us, like as did Hop-o'-my-Thumb's father."
"There are no forests here hardly any trees."
"She will leave us in the forest and run away.
"Nonsense, Jamie!"
"I am sure she will. She doesn't like us. She wants to get rid of us. I don't care. May I have the basket of buttons?"
"Yes, Jamie."
"Then I'll be Hop-o'-my-Thumb."
