Flick. I can't bear to think of her leaving us.
Glick. None of us can.
Flick. I'm going to stay up all night just to watch her.
Glick. Do you think there's any way we could persuade her to stay?
Blick. I'm afraid not.
Flick. Even if we laid presents on her bed?
Blick. What kind of presents? Gold and diamonds?
Flick. Oh, not common things like that; really valuable things like my jack-knife!
Blick. Oh, things like that! It might! But I'm afraid not.
Flick. We might try anyhow. Let each man give the most valuable thing he has in the world.
- [Blick collects the gifts. Each Dwarf names his present lovingly as he takes it from his pocket.
