I only mind my work." "But how does it be your work ?" "Ah, that I can't tell you.

I only know it is, because when I do it I feel all right, and when I don't I feel all wrong.

East Wind says--only one does not exactly know how much to believe of what she says, for she is very naughty sometimes--she says it is all managed by a baby; but whether she is good or naughty when she says that, I don't know.

I just stick to my work.

It is all one to me to let a bee out of a tulip, or to sweep the cobwebs from the sky.