“Oh, let’s be little, like the gnomes,” cried Marjorie. “It will be such fun.”
“All right,” acquiesced Dick; “here goes—I wish I were as little as the gnomes.”
“So do I,” cried Marjorie.
"He was about twice as wide as he was high."
“Me, too!” cried Fidge.
To their great surprise, nothing happened. They waited a moment or two, staring at each other expectantly, and then Marjorie cried in a troubled voice—
“Oh, dear! I don’t believe it’s going to work, and we shall have to stay like this forever.”
“What nonsense!” cried Dick.