After watching them nearly out of sight the Dodo capered wildly about till the children began to fear that he had suddenly gone off his head.
“Whatever is the matter?” inquired Dick. “Why are you carrying on in that absurd way?”
The Dodo fumbled beneath one wing, and drew forth a little paper package.
“Ha! ha! ha! They went away without the gloves after all!” he shrieked, and began to roll about on the ground in an uncontrollable fit of laughter.
CHAPTER XVI.
THE PREHISTORIC DOCTOR.
“I can’t imagine,” said Dick, “why you think such a lot of those wretched old gloves. They seem to have got you into quite enough trouble already.”
“They look so respectable,” explained the Dodo, “and give one such an air. You have never before seen a bird wearing gloves, now, have you?” he added, appealing to the company generally, who were obliged to flatter his vanity by confessing that they never had.