“Don’t begin snoozing yet,” he said.
“Bother! What did you wake me up for?”
“I want you to practise pigmy, and teach me how to say, ‘Thank you; much obliged for the venison.’”
“You go to sleep; and if you wake me like that again I’ll kick you out of bed.”
“Can’t; we haven’t got one.”
“Old Clever!”
“But I say, seriously; isn’t it a pity the doctor doesn’t know Illakee, or whatever they call it? I fancy he will soon be able to make Mak understand.”
“Yes,” said Dean drowsily. “Who would ever have thought he could play at surgeon like that? I believe he could do anything if he liked.”
“Yes. I will tell him you said so when we are on our way to Wonder Wood to-morrow morning.”
But Mark did not, for they did not go to Wonder Wood, as the boy called it, for the simple reason that a strange surprise awaited them just as Dan had announced that breakfast was ready.