“He’s a dear!” cried Coppertop. “But I do wish he wasn’t so small.”
Quicker than words can tell, the little party flew across the river. And they had no trouble in finding the berry which Mr. Atom had described.
Tibbs tasted it, and immediately he began to grow.
“It’s scrumptious!” he cried, eating more and more as his mouth grew larger. Kiddiwee did likewise, and in less than no time they were restored to their right size.
Coppertop gave a little sigh. They couldn’t nestle against her neck any more, now.
“Oh, dear!” she thought. “I suppose it’s terrifikly greedy, but I did love them being so small and cuddly.”
CHAPTER XV.
THE CLERK OF THE WEATHER LAYS A TRAP
“YOU see, it’s Pyramid Land we have to reach now,” explained Coppertop.