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Unslinging her heavy pack, she let it fall to the floor. "What about supper?" was Janus's first question. "Yeth, that ith what I thay," approved Tommy. "Buthter would thay tho, too, only thhe is afraid I'll teathe her about eating." "Afraid of you!" exclaimed Margery disgustedly. "Well, I guess not." During this passage at arms Janus was making an industrious hunt for a frying-pan.
Get Buthter out of the way, pleathe." "She doesn't know whether she is going or coming," was Margery's withering comment. "Oh, thith ith eathy," declared Tommy. "All you have to do ith to take hold of the rope with both handth, lean back ath if you were looking at a bird flying over your head and Thave me! oh, thave me!"
"What are you doing on the ground?" shrieked Margery, as she stumbled and fell over her little companion. "Why don't you tell me when you are going to sit down, so that I won't fall over you?" "You wouldn't, if you weren't tho fat." "Tommy!" broke in Miss Elting. The whole party had come to a halt, following Margery's mishap. "I beg your pardon, Mith Elting. I forgot. Buthter ithn't dry yet.
"If Buthter fallth there will be an earthquake. I thouldn't be thurprithed if the whole mountain fell in." "Keep still, you make me nervous," rebuked Margery irritably. "Isn't it hard enough to climb this skating rink without being bothered by you?" In her irritation Margery forgot to lean back.
"Can't you see we are all just perishing with curiosity?" "Yeth. I'm motht thuffocated from holding my breath," declared Tommy. "But Buthter ith thuffocated hecauthe she ith tho fat. Don't you think it ith awful to be tho fat, Mr. Januth?" She gazed, in apparent unblinking innocence, at the solemn-faced guide, who answered with twinkling eyes. "I dunno, Miss. I never was fat.
"No!" protested Tommy. "If Buthter yellth I'll yell, too, and wake up all the retht of you." "Then you'll be attended to then and there," Jane warned her. "You let me alone. I will let you know when I get ready for your thervithes. You needn't go on talking about me, either. You make me nervouth, ath Buthter sayth." Janus began his preparations for the night.
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