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It ithn't on'y the waptheth, Thir thereth big earwigth, Thir big ath that, Thir." And the thtinging nettleth by the runth, Thir, they're growing, Thir, and the canary creeper, Thir, what we thowed near the think, Thir it put itth tendril through the window in the night, Thir, and very nearly caught Mithith Thkinner by the legth, Thir. Itth that food of yourth, Thir.
"You 'aven't 'eard anything about Mithith Thkinner, 'ave you?" he asked in a pause. "That we 'aven't!" said Mr. Witherspoon. "We 'aven't thought of 'er. We ain't thought nothing of either of you." "Ain't you been 'ome to-day?" asked Fulcher over a tankard. "If one of those brasted birds 'ave pecked 'er," began Mr. Witherspoons and left the full horror to their unaided imaginations....
Skinner was hailed by a lime-burner from the pits over by Hankey and asked if he was looking for his hens. "You ain't 'eard anything of Mithith Thkinner?" he asked. The lime-burner his exact phrases need not concern us expressed his superior interest in hens....
"We 'aven't 'ad much time to think of waptheth," said the station-master agreeably. "We've been too busy with your brasted 'ens," and he broke the news of the pullets to Mr. Skinner as one might break the window of an adverse politician. "You ain't 'eard anything of Mithith Thkinner?" asked Skinner, amidst that missile shower of pithy information and comment.
"Oh! don't thay that, Thir," said Skinner. "Not now, Thir. Not with me tho diththrethed, Thir, about Mithith Thkinner, Thir! Oh, don't, Thir! I 'aven't the 'eart to argue with you. Thwelp me, Thir, I 'aven't! Itth the ratth I keep a thinking of 'Ow do I know they 'aven't got at Mithith Thkinner while I been up 'ere?"
"How do you do, Mith Thkinner," greeted Tommy. "Like mythelf, you aren't fat, are you?" "I am not," replied Miss Skinner. "Where do we stow our belongings?" asked Miss Elting. Mrs. Livingston looked puzzled. "Every tent in the camp is full," she replied. "Really, I do not know what I am going to do with you, girls." "That is easily answered. We will sleep out-of-doors," proposed Jane.
'Ow do I know watth happenin' to Mithith Thkinner, Thir! Thereth the creeper growing all over the plathe like a thnake, Thir thwelp me but you 'ave to watch it, Thir, and jump out of itth way! and the earwigth gettin' bigger and bigger, and the waptheth . She 'athen't even got a Blue Bag, Thir if anything thould happen, Thir!" "But the hens," said Mr. Bensington; "how are the hens?"
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