“I expect they’re waiting for you on the roof,” remarked the Book. “Follow me,” he continued, “we’ll soon put this little matter right.” And so saying, the book of travels ran over to the fireplace.
“You may have to go all round the world to find a really fine December day,” he added, “so you’ve no time to lose. Come along!”
And with a flap of his covers he flew up the chimney.
“It looks as if it’s going to be a truly grand adventure,” cried Coppertop, with her eyes sparkling. And, springing out of the big four-posted bed, she followed quickly after the book.
CHAPTER II.
OFF ON AN ADVENTURE WITH TIBBS AND KIDDIWEE
“COME along!” cried Tibbs, who was seated upon a puff of smoke above the chimney-pot, “we thought you were never coming.”
“’Es we did!” chimed in Kiddiwee, from a swallow’s nest under the ledge of the chimney.
“On the contery,” said Coppertop, as she emerged from the chimney-pot in a dignified fashion, “on the contery, you knew perfectly well I was coming, else you wouldn’t have been waiting here, would you?”