“The sneak!” broke out Tibbs, between his clenched teeth.
Tibbs and Kiddiwee escape from the Crocodile (p. 87).
“Silence!” roared the Sun God. “You shall be punished for this. BEGONE!”
As he uttered these words, a fierce hurricane swept through the chamber, carrying the children off their feet, and whirling them away!
And the last thing they were conscious of was the spiteful laughter of the Clerk of the Weather ringing in their ears as they were blown along.