human
Oh, Midget! cried Molly, aghast,
gpt
That may not be for several days, said Midget, cheerfully.
human
Carter never hardly comes down into this meadow. Pooh, Molly, we can get down some way.
gpt
Yes; but how?
human
Oh, I don't know, responded Midge, carelessly.
gpt
We might go down in the dumb-waiter.
human
No; your uncle said, positively, we must never go down on that. It isn't strong enough to hold even one of us at a time.
gpt
I guess I could jump.
human
I guess you couldn't! You'd sprain your ankles and break your collar bones.
gpt
Oh, pshaw, Molly, there must be some way down. Let's ask Stella. She can always think of something.
human
No; don't tell Stella. She can't think of any way, and it would scare her to pieces. I tell you, Mops, there ISN'T any way down. It's too high to jump and we can't climb. We could climb UP the tree, but not DOWN.