"Don't you think it will look stupid to jump through hoops when we can't ride on horses?" he said. "Of course if we had horses it would be easy enough. I think we had better leave that part out."
"'LET US TRY WALKING THE ROPE.'"
"Perhaps we had," said Trot; and she slowly drew her pencil through "JUMPING THREW HOOPS."
"We can both balance things," said Toddles, "I know;" and he jumped up quickly and ran across the room. "I will lie on my back, and put the footstool on my feet—"
"And throw it up in the air, and catch it," cried Trot. "Like the man with the tub the other day. That will be fine!—What shall I do?"
"Walk about with that pot on your head," suggested Toddles.
"That old thing," said Trot; "that will be very easy."
Toddles lay down on his back, and stuck the footstool on his feet, and Trot put the jar upon her head.
"It is quite easy," said Toddles, "and I am sure the party will like it."