Text: I looked upAt a bald, toothless gnome in swaddling clothesOn his way back to the fountain for more bad news.Something in his bowlegged walk--perhaps the wearyRoutine of it--made me think of the saint again,
Entailment: The bald gnome was on his way back for more bad news.
Contradiction: The golden-haired gnome was returning for a second round of good news.