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"Wantsh to see the whay-al what fwollowed Djonah," sobbed Toddie. "Can't you demand something that's within the range of possibility, Toddie?" I mildly asked. "The whale Toddie means is in this big red book, I'll find it for you," said Budge, turning over the leaves. Suddenly a rejoicing squeal from Toddie announced that leviathan had been found, and I hastened to gaze.
We rode quietly back to the house, and while I was asking Maggie to try to coax Toddie into taking a nap, I heard the patient remark to his brother: "Budgie, down to the village I was a whay-al. I didn't froe up Djonah, but I froed up a whole floor full of uvver fings."
I shouted, hurrying under the window to catch him in case he fell outward. "I tan't," squealed Toddie. "Mike, run up-stairs and snatch him in; Toddie, go on, I tell you!" "Tell you I TAN'T doe in," repeated Toddie. "ZE bit bots ish ze whay-al, an' I'ez Djonah, an' ze whay-al's froed me up, an' I'ze dot to 'tay up here else ze whay-al 'ill fwallow me aden." "I won't LET him swallow you.
Get in now hurry," said I. "Will you give him a penny not to fwallow me no more?" queried Toddie. "Yes a whole lot of pennies." "Aw wight. Whay-al, don't you fwallow me no more, an' zen my Ocken Hawwy div you whole lots of pennies. You must be weal dood whay-al now, an' then I buys you some tandy wif your pennies, an' "
A pitiful scream from Toddie caused me to stop. "You're hurtin' my dee old whay-al; you's brakin' his 'tomach all open you's a baddy man 'TOP hurtin' my whay-al, ee ee ee," cried my nephew. "I'm not hurting him, Toddie," said I; "I'm making his mouth bigger, so he can swallow you easier." A bright thought came into Toddie's face and shone through his tears.
Both boys fought for the right to swing first, and when I decided in favor of Budge, Toddie went off weeping, and declaring that he would look at his dear whay-al anyhow. A moment later his wail changed to a piercing shriek; and running to his assistance, I saw him holding one finger tenderly and trampling on a wasp. "What's the matter, Toddie?"
He was certainly a dreadful-looking animal, but he had an enormous mouth, which Toddie caressed with his pudgy little hand, and kissed with tenderness, murmuring as he did so: "DEE old whay-al, I loves you. Is Jonah all goneded out of you 'tomach, whay-al? I finks 'twas weal mean in Djonah to get froed up when you hadn't noffin' else to eat, POOR old whay-al."
"Yes," said Toddie, who had listened carefully to Mike's recital, "an' kitty-kitty said, 'Miauw! Miauw! when she goed down ze well. An' Mish Doctor sed, 'Bad boy go home don't never tum to my housh no more, dat's what she said to me. Now be some more animals, Ocken Hawwy. Can't you be a whay-al?" "Whales don't make a noise, Toddie; they only splash about in the water."
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