But one day I ate a lavender berry--as the Ork did--and immediately I grew so small that I was scarcely two inches high.

It was a very unpleasant condition and like the Ork I became frightened.

I could not walk very well nor very far, for every lump of earth in my way seemed a mountain, every blade of grass a tree and every grain of sand a rocky boulder.

For several days I stumbled around in an agony of fear.

Once a tree toad nearly gobbled me up, and if I ran out from the shelter of the bushes the gulls and cormorants swooped down upon me.
Finally I decided to eat another berry and become nothing at all, since life, to one as small as I was, had become a dreary nightmare.
"At last I found a small tree that I thought bore the same fruit as that I had eaten.