You poor little creature. Come into my warm room and dine with me. [pause] You are quite welcome to stay with me all the winter, if you like; but you must keep my rooms clean and neat, and tell me stories, for I shall like to hear them very much. [pause] We shall have a visitor soon. My neighbor pays me a visit once a week. He is better off than I am; he has large rooms, and wears a beautiful black velvet coat. If you could only have him for a husband, you would be well provided for indeed. But he is blind, so you must tell him some of your prettiest stories. [pause] He is very rich and learned, and his house is twenty times larger than mine. [pause]

Yes, you may well say that, as a clever man! What is the use of his twittering, for when winter comes he must either starve or be frozen to death. Still birds are very high bred. [pause] 

You are going to be married, Tiny. My neighbor has asked for you. What good fortune for a poor child like you. Now we will prepare your wedding clothes. They must be both woollen and linen. Nothing must be wanting when you are the mole's wife. [pause] In four weeks the wedding must take place. Nonsense. Now don't be obstinate, or I shall bite you with my white teeth. He is a very handsome mole; the queen herself does not wear more beautiful velvets and furs. His kitchen and cellars are quite full. You ought to be very thankful for such good fortune.