He wheeled around suddenly, and with such force that he swung Snapper from the table to the floor, the alligator loosening its grip. But Billy Bumps had been frightened. He also thought he had been mistreated. With another bleat, in which rage and reproach were mingled, he made a dash for the door by which he had entered.
Just as he reached it there entered Robbie Foote with some eggs that Mrs. Kranz, the “delicatessen lady,” had sent up to the Corner House from her store.
“Oh!” gasped Robbie. And again: “Oh!”
Well might he say that, for the plunging goat took him in the stomach and down went Robbie.
Down went the eggs also, in a smash of shells, whites and yellows on the kitchen floor, and Snapper the alligator, wondering what it was all about, started to crawl through the mess.
“Oh,” gasped Tess faintly.
“Oh dear!” cried Dot, more loudly.
“This—this—this is fierce!” stuttered Sammy, gazing wildly at the scene of wreck and confusion.
CHAPTER II
A QUEER PAIR
“Agnes, did you hear anything?”