, "No baskets allowed."
This fully restored her to her senses, and turning around, she saw the two Eds calmly drinking milk from the great wooden cow near by.
It seemed that the boys had speedily grown tired of the tower, and quietly slipping down stairs, had taken the elevator back to earth again. Here they had thrown themselves on the ground, and were engaged in counting up their pennies, in order to see, if they both took a ride on the wooden lion, how much would remain for the Midgets, when their mother missed them.
By this time it had grown to be the middle of the afternoon, and Mr. Rovering, becoming desperate, went up to a benevolent-looking gentleman and asked him if he knew of a spot where free American citizens might eat a lunch they had brought with them from home.
"Why, certainly," was the reply; "there is a building especially adapted to that purpose at the other end of the island."
"But we have just come from there," said Mr. Rovering.
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