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Well, you know how hot roast potatoes are, just out of the oven, I dare say. This one, from Flop Ear's bonfire, was even hotter. It was just roasting hot, and the fox had bitten into it. "Oh, wow!" cried the fuzzy creature. "Oh, double wow, and some ice cream cones! Oh, pepper casters! Oh, mustard! Oh, my mouth, how it burns! And my paws!"
"You have no right to impose such an alternative on me." "I hate it myself, and I can't dive worth a cent. You will hear a beastly flop when I strike the damp." "Mr. Boyle I call on you to hold him." Boyle explained luridly that the American was doing a balancing act on the rail eight feet above his head.
"Well, we are glad to see you, too," said Uncle Wiggily, politely making his best bow, "but I'm afraid I don't know you." "Oh, yes, you do," said the lady. "I make pies, and if you like I'll make one now." "Will you, really?" cried Flop. "Oh, I would dearly love an apple pie, with a bit of sour milk cheese."
At it again: "whop whop flip flop bang," went pillow and bolster, while Fred, sitting tailor fashion upon his bed, was rolling with laughter.
This impression was confirmed by a very dignified way he had of shaking his head and imparting, at the same time, a pendulous motion to his double chin; in short, he passed for one of those people who, being plunged into the Thames, would make no vain efforts to set it afire, but would straightway flop down to the bottom with a deal of gravity, and be highly respected in consequence by all good men.
"Indeed, I will!" shouted the elephant. And with that, in his strong trunk, he lifted Flop up on his broad back. Still the skillery- scalery alligator came on, and he cried in his rasping voice: "I want that pig!" "Oh you do, eh?" asked the elephant, sarcastic like. "Well, you can't have him.
"What can we do?" asked Curly, as he helped his brother to jump over a stone, and lifted the pumpkin at the same time. "What can we do?" "Why not make a Jack o'lantern of the pumpkin and scare the wolf?" suggested Flop. "Some of our friends did that once." "We haven't time," said Curly. "If we stopped to make a Jack o'lantern the wolf would catch up to us and grab us. I'll tell you what to do.
It was a noise something like thunder, yet not quite so loud, and Flop was wondering what it was, when, all at once, as he turned around the corner, he saw a big elephant sitting on a stump, and crying as hard as he could cry. And this elephant had made the noise. Ah ha! That's the time I caught you; I've got the elephant in this story after all, so you can't have the ice cream cones this time.
Sary paid no attention to a recital of trails and storms, however, for it was half past four and Jeb would have to take care of the five mounts before he could hope to come in for supper, and spend a quiet evening with her. So, to prevent any delay, she turned to Polly. "You-all 'pear to be tuckered out! Jest flop inter the cheers an' rest whiles Ah carry the hosses to th' barn. Ah'll tell Mr.
"Come boys!" called Mamma Twistytail, the pig lady, one morning, to her two little boys, Curly and Flop. "Come, hurry, or you'll be late for school!" "Oh, I guess we have time enough," spoke Flop, as he looked around for the football he and his brother had been playing with. "It's early yet." "No, it isn't," answered his mamma. "Our clock is slow by your papa's watch.
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