“My good stocking and part of my leg, too! Oh, dear!” lamented Arden.
“Get in quickly. Never mind about that!” urged Sim. “All right. Cuddle down. Now, Terry!”
“Oh, this is awful!”
“Don’t talk! Climb in! Shrink a little, Arden!” commanded Sim. “She thinks she’s in bed and taking more than her half.”
“I’m not!” Arden affirmed. “But I’ll shrink all I can!”
“That’s better,” voiced Sim. “Now, Terry!”
“Here I come! Oh! Oh!” Her voice indicated lamenting terror.
“What is it?” Sim wanted to know.
“I can see out through the crack in the door. The station agent is headed right for this place, and Henny is with him. Oh, they’ll find us, sure!”
“Not if we stoop down and keep still!” declared Sim. “Why don’t you come in, Terry?”