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The Queen was away at a dance that night at her cousin's; but the King was in bed fast asleep. Polynesia crept in, very softly, and got under the bed. Then she coughed just the way Doctor Dolittle used to cough. Polynesia could mimic any one. The King opened his eyes and said sleepily: "Is that you, Ermintrude?" Then the parrot coughed again loud, like a man.
There was so much laughter here that Jordan had to desist for a moment, but he had not finished. "I see de sun's gitt'n low, an' hit's time ter let down de bars an' turn de sheeps loose, an' de goats too not sayin' deys any goats in dis flock, an' not sayin' dey ain't but 'fo' we goes out, I wants ter say one mo' word ter Brer Dolittle." His whole face was atwinkle with merriment now.
"You won't do any such thing. Why should you miss two or three hours of sleep for the sake of saying good-by to-morrow morning, when you can just as well say it to-night?" Yet for all his masculine assumption of superiority to sentiment Graham was conscious of a little pang of disappointment as he and Jack passed Dolittle Cottage, in the dewy freshness of the summer morning.
Hitherto you have gone forward like one young and unexperienced, and have meant with Master Dolittle, alias John the Satisfied, that things were to be done with kissing, licking, dallying, and other fidle fadles; but now you are come to a more sober, serious understanding, and to have mans knowledge, and the same prudent conduct that your Parents and Friends had, when they were assembled together about your Contract of Marriage, and then thought of all these things.
From the moment that he got up, early in the morning, till the time he went to bed, late at night seven days in the week John Dolittle was busy, busy, busy. First of all there was the new town to be built. The village of Popsipetel had disappeared: the City of New Popsipetel must be made. With great care a place was chosen for it and a very beautiful position it was, at the mouth of a large river.
Ten o'clock was the sensible bedtime decided on in Dolittle Cottage, but on this occasion the big clock chimed ten unheeded. Apparently Aunt Abigail's repertoire was far from being exhausted. She had rung the changes on all the familiar horrors in a dozen stories, and yet no one seemed willing to have her stop.
The array of tin pails with the berrying party suggested the probability that the occupants of Dolittle Cottage would eat nothing but raspberries for a week. Aunt Abigail and Dorothy had insisted on equipping themselves with the largest size of pail, though it was noticeable that when they were once in the pasture, most of the berries they gathered went into their mouths.
The meal though less ambitious than that which Peggy had originally planned, was satisfying. And it was not till the next day that the girls learned that the two young men who did such abundant justice to the bounty of Dolittle Cottage, had eaten another supper at Mrs. Snooks, a little over an hour earlier.
But to every one in the house he was always as gentle as a kitten. But now the old ladies grew afraid to send their lap-dogs to Doctor Dolittle because of the crocodile; and the farmers wouldn't believe that he would not eat the lambs and sick calves they brought to be cured. So the Doctor went to the crocodile and told him he must go back to his circus.
Jenkyns had disappeared from the Doctor's side. But presently I saw him stand up at the long table to speak to the judge. "Your Honor," said he, "I wish to introduce a new witness for the defense, Doctor John Dolittle, the naturalist. Will you please step into the witness-stand, Doctor?"
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