All the way he was remembering the name, and he remembered it very well.
He sailed so fast that he got home in the early, early morning.
And all the way when he wasn’t remembering the name, he was sneezing:
“A-tchoo! A-rashum! A-tchoo!”
A-TCHOO!
All the Beasts were waiting for him—rows and rows of them. Those in the back rows looked over the shoulders of those in the front rows, or climbed on their backs.
They pushed and jostled one another until they had upset Giddy Goat’s sailboat. Ker-splash!—he went into the river.
Such a sight as he was when they pulled him out. His long hair was full of water. His beard was full of water. His eyes were full of water. His beautiful new muffler was full of water.