"I wonder if he did push Tommy over?" Margery's eyes were large as she
voiced the question.
"Nonsense!" retorted Harriet Burrell.
"Yes. That's what I say," agreed Miss Elting.
"I suppose she will lay it to me," chuckled the guide.
"Yeth, I ought to," nodded Tommy. "But we agreed not to fight any
more, didn't we?"
"We did," he replied very gravely, "and we are not going to, are we?"
Tommy shook her head.
"Not before to-morrow, I gueth. I'm too tired to fight. Did I
furnithh you with exthitement enough for one night?"
"Will you listen to her?" laughed Crazy Jane. "Little Tommy Thompson
fell off the mountain to furnish us with excitement. Of course we are
satisfied. We forgive you for all your tricks, and we don't care how
much excitement you furnish if you will only keep your feet on
something solid. We came within a little of all going over with you in
our fright."
"Ithn't that nithe?" glowed Tommy. She was recovering her spirits. "I
thhould have had company."
"That is a very ill-timed remark, Tommy," answered Miss Elting in a
severe tone. "I am surprised at your flippancy.
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