I like it here. It's dark inside. Guess there's no one home.
-Hello? May I come in?
-Shh.
-Oh! What a cute little chair. Why, there's seven little chairs. Must be seven little children. And from the look of this table, seven untidy little children.
A pickax.
A stocking too.
And a shoe.
And just look at that fireplace.
It's covered with dust.
And look, cobwebs everywhere.
My, my, my! What a pile of dirty dishes.?
And just look at that broom.
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
Why, they've never swept this room. You'd think their mother would--
Maybe they have no mother.
Then, they're orphans. That's too bad.?
I know. We'll clean the house and surprise them. Then, maybe they'll let me stay.