He had been crawling out from under his car then, too, and he had given her a cheerful grin as she went by—a little, whimsical grin that gave him the look of an amused gnome.
My wife is the gnome of Zurich.
When Hans heard that, he left off beating him and the mannikin told him that he was a gnome, and that there were more than a thousand like him, and that if he would go with him he would show him where the king's daughters were.
The curtain shook, she looked forth, and fancied she saw a gnome or some other kind of little spectre.
