The soldier 1. (shake) his head. “Fancy, I suppose,” he said slowly. “I did have some idea of selling it, but I don’t think I will. It has 2. (cause) enough mischief already. Besides; people won’t buy. They think it’s a fairy tale, some of them, and those who do think anything of it want to try it first and pay me afterward.”
“If you could have another three wishes,” said the old man, 3. (eye) him keenly, “would you have them?” “I don’t know,” said the other. “I don’t know.” He took the paw, and 4. (dangle) it between his front finger and thumb, suddenly threw it upon the fire. White, with a slight cry, stooped down and 5. (snatch) it off. “Better let it burn,” said the soldier solemnly.
“If you don’t want it, Morris,” said the old man, “give it to me.”
“I won’t,” said his friend doggedly. “pitch it on fire again, like a sensible man.” The other shook his head and examined his new possession closely. “how do you do it?” he inquired. “hold it up in your right hand and 6. (wish) aloud,” said the sergeant major, “but I 7. (warn) you of the consequences.”
“sounds like the Arabian Nights,” said Mrs. White, as she 8. (rise) and 9. (begin) to set the supper. Don’t you 10. (think) you might wish for four pairs of hands for me?”