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The Cowardly Lion looked at his chum in a reproachful manner. "Tige," he said, "do you really believe that our beloved Queen is so absent-minded? I think we owe her a bit more respect than that. We all saw that repulsive old woman. You saw her, too, Tige! And that th-th-threat! You heard it, t-t-too! No, our Ozma would c-c-certainly have done something to stop that Wicked old W-w-witch by now!
"Not me!" shouted Steve, like a flash. "And I'm willing to stick it out!" added Owen, firmly. "M-m-me t-t-too!" put in Toby, who was munching some cold biscuits they had fetched along, and of which he was especially fond. All of them looked at Bandy-legs, and he could not deny the appeal he saw in the faces of his chums.
He's got one tied with a piece of twine, wrapped several times around." "Gosh! however do you know that, Max?" asked the astonished Bandy-legs. "Why, once you learn how to read signs, it's as easy as falling off a log," laughed Max, as he proceeded to show them just how he figured things out. "That's t-t-too bad," muttered Toby. "Just why?" inquired Max.
Undt ve haff kept alive all deess yearss on a steady diet off hunsuspecting helaffant. So vat chew 'tink 'bout zat?" "N-n-not t-t-too m-m-much," answered Elephant in a high pitched voice. "I-I mean, I d-d-d-don't know wh-what t-to think." "Tell chew vat ve do," said the shark. "Chew seem like nice a guyss. Ve no eat chew tonight. Ve eat chew tomorrow fer break'ast."
'B-by Jove, Billy said, as he returned to the piazza and explained the matter, 'it's t-t-too bad that I must g-go, when I'm enjoying m-myself t-t-tip-top. I wish that lawsuit was in Gu-Guinea. Then turning to Ann Eliza he asked how she would get home if he did nut return. 'Oh, don't trouble about me.
"T-t-too bad," muttered Toby, who seemed to feel that upon an occasion like this every member of the club ought to allow himself to be heard. "Say," broke out Steve, suddenly, "perhaps it's that little prowler Toby sighted spying on the camp?" "I wonder!" exclaimed Bandy-legs, his face lighting up with new interest.
"There's no one alive I despise as much as that detestable ninny. I've a mind to chuck Almo and ask Daddy to offer me, just to spite Meffia." "Why d-d-don't you?" Flexinna stuttered. "D-d-do it n-n-now, right n-n-now. You might be t-t-too late." "Oh bosh," Brinnaria groaned. "What's the use of talking nonsense? What would be the sense in my spoiling my life to spite Meffia? I hate her.
'Well, if you don't know, I don't know who does, said Mortimer. 'I hear you've been swearing all the morning "till death do us part." A good deal of laughter greeted this pleasantry and Dick himself could not refrain from joining in. At last he said: 'Now, Kate, dear, do leave off laughing and run through your song. 'I-I-ca-n't can-'t; you you are t-t-too funny.
I can't think of anything, except death, that would fill me with more horror than the very idea of being made a Vestal. It makes me shiver now just to speak of it." "You're a f-f-fool," Flexinna declared, "the f-f-foolest kind of a f-f-fool. This is the f-f-first f-f-foolish thing I ever knew you to d-d-do. I always th-th-thought you s-s-so s-s-sensible, t-t-too.
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