Chastened, the dwarf changed the salute to a wave and entered the tavern.

Dolgan nodded, the dwarves moved quietly forward and entered the water in single file.

When the last dwarf entered the water, an inquiring shout sounded from farther up the bank.

But the very fact that the dwarf had not entered his mind for so long seemed suggestive.

Again the gray dwarf entered the house without knocking, and this time he had three heads.

At the sound, the dwarf entered the room, hand on his battle-axe.

Now one of these doors swung slowly open, and a hunch- backed dwarf entered the chamber.

The dwarf entered the roundabout that the doctor hated.

The dwarf entered unnoticed, a tiny corpse in his hairy hands.

Another dwarf entered the room and scurried up to Dagnabit.