“Come on, get up,” Gale urged, shaking her friend, “we want to get an early start.”
“Let’s go home tomorrow,” Carol begged. “I wanta sleep.”
“We have to leave today,” Gale insisted. “There can be no more putting it off. Come on, turn out, or I’ll pour cold water on you!” she threatened.
At that declaration Carol managed to sit up, but she was half asleep as she tried to struggle out of her pajamas.
“Lazy bones, get out of there,” Gale demanded of Janet.
The latter squinted frowningly at Gale. “Must you bother me?” she demanded. “Go away!”
“Not until you get up and dress,” Gale said calmly. “We’ve got to get started.”
“I want my breakfast,” Janet said.
“Well, you won’t get a bite unless you get up this minute!” Gale declared vigorously.
“In that case,” Janet yawned, “I reckon I’ll do without it. Good night.”