"
"What do you mean a meal?" Jimmy asked suspiciously. "What are
you sniggering about?"
"He had a meal. Things to put in his inside," said Kathleen, still
giggling.
"Oh, be funny if you want to," said Jimmy, suddenly cross. "We
don't want to know do we, Jerry?"
"I do," said Gerald witheringly; "I'm dying to know. Wake me, you
girls, when you've finished pretending you're not going to tell."
He tilted his hat over his eyes, and lay back in the attitude of
slumber.
"Oh, don't be stupid!" said Kathleen hastily. "It's only that we fed
the dinosaurus through the hole in his stomach with the clothes the
Ugly-Wuglies were made of!"
"We can take them home with us, then," said Gerald, chewing the
white end of a grass stalk, "so that's all right."
"Look here," said Kathleen suddenly; "I've got an idea. Let me
have the ring a bit. I won't say what the idea is, in case it doesn't
come off, and then you'd say I was silly. I'll give it back before we
go."
"Oh, but you aren't going yet!" said Mabel, pleading. She pulled
off the ring. "Of course, she added earnestly, "I'm only too glad for
you to try any idea, however silly it is."
Now, Kathleen's idea was quite simple. It was only that perhaps
the ring would change its powers if someone else renamed it
someone who was not under the power of its enchantment. So the
moment it had passed from the long, pale hand of Mabel to one of
her own fat, warm, red paws, she jumped up, crying, "Let's go and
empty the dinosaurus now, and started to run swiftly towards that
prehistoric monster.
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