Note 24 — The Magic Pail
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‘I command thee, in the name of my little Ninnie-Dinnie an’ the Magic Pail, never to come on our moors till the five hundred years are up. Remember, if you do, or try to hurt any of the dear Little People, they will compel thee to come into this here Pail, an’ hand ’ee over to somebody who loves the Wee Folk as much as I do, an’ who will cut ’ee all to bits, an’ put ’ee into a great lashing24 pasty for a miner’s dinner.’25