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Updated: May 11, 2025
We've got to find that beastly old Dodo in less than a week, or be what was it?" "I don't know," said Marjorie, dolefully, "it was something very long, and sounded dreadful." "But what's that he said about our being able to be any size that we wished? I'm sure I wish I was as tall as father." "Me, too," said Fidge, emphatically.
"Yes, isn't it good to be ourselves once more," said Marjorie. While Fidge jumped about delightedly, breaking down several of the onion plants, and almost treading on the Sage's hut. "Don't caper about like a lot of lunatics," shouted the little man, angrily. "Come and sit down and talk business. The Ki-Wi has something to tell you."
"Richard Greville Verrinder, and what's your sister's name?" "Marjorie Evelyn Verrinder." "Marjorie Evelyn Verrinder, and " "Harold Ellis Verrinder," prompted Dick. "Who's that?" inquired the Ambassador, sharply. "My little brother," was the reply. "You said his name was Fidge." "Oh, yes, but that's his nickname, you know." "I don't know anything of the sort.
The feet above them were paddling leisurely along, and the children had no difficulty in quickly catching up to the bird, and, with a triumphant shout, Dick clutched hold of one leg, while Marjorie and Fidge hung on to the other. There was immediately a great outcry from above the water. "Help! Help! Fire! Police!
"Not killed, when they are executed!" cried Marjorie. The Executioner giggled louder than ever, and shook his head. "What do you mean?" asked Marjorie. "Don't ask me, I'm duff and dem," said the Executioner. "He means dem and duff," explained the Court Glover, considerately. Marjorie laughed, and so did Fidge. "You are both wrong," she said. "You mean deaf and dumb, I suppose.
"But I tell you," began Dick, while Marjorie clung to his arm in affright, and Fidge scowled angrily at hearing his idolized big brother spoken to in this peremptory manner, "I tell you that we only saw it for a " "That's quite enough. Don't argue the point.
Do you think you can do that?" "I'm afraid not," replied Dick, anxiously. "At least, I might be able to manage, but I don't know about Marjorie and Fidge." "Oh, never mind, then; I'll ask His Majesty to be good enough to excuse you," said the fish, and, making a low bow to the King, he explained the situation in a few short gasps.
"No! you cut along into bed again, Fidge," cried Dick. "Want to go and see the bur-ge-lers!" declared Fidge, pushing past them, and racing down the stairs. "Come back, you scamp," cried Dick, running after him; but with a saucy and defiant laugh Fidge sped down to the first landing. "Ooh!" he cried, looking over the banisters, "It's all drownded; look, Dick! quick!"
"Mother told me," said Fidge, solemnly, "that if I ever got lost, I was to ask a policeman to take me home." "Yes, but I'm afraid there are no policemen about here," laughed the others. "What we had better do," said Dick, "is to push on till we come to land somewhere, or a ship, and inquire the way back."
"Don't want to be drownded, and get all deaded," objected Fidge. "You wouldn't be, dear," said Marjorie. "Brother Dick wouldn't take us anywhere where we should come to any harm." "How should we get there, I wonder?" asked Dick, thoughtfully. "I'll show you come along," said the Sage, getting up and leading the way.
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