The moon shone in the rocking horse’s eye, and in the
mouse’s eye too, when Tolly fetched it out from under his pillow to see. The
clock went tick-tock, and in the stillness he thought he heard little bare feet
running across the floor, then laughter and whispering, and a sound like the
pages of a big book being turned over.
L. M. Boston
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