To Tibbs and Kiddiwee he caused his voice to sound like the song of golden larks in the Far-away-beyond.
And to Coppertop it sounded like the crowing of her pet bantam in the farmyard at home.
“I thought that would do the trick!” laughed Mr. Atom, as he watched the effect of his magic upon the children.
“I think they will be all right now, bless ’em,” and the kindly little person disappeared.
At the sound of his voice each child roused up with a happy smile.
“Gracious! I thought I heard——” began Coppertop.
“’Es, so did I!” exclaimed Kiddiwee.
“I say, this is jolly funny! Where on earth are we?” cried Tibbs. And the three bewildered children sat up on the sand and gazed around them, trying vainly to make out where they were, and how they got there.
“Heavens! Why, we’ve got to the Pyramids, somehow!” exclaimed Coppertop, staggering to her feet and gazing up helplessly at the huge stone monument towering above them. “Isn’t it simply tremendous?”
“Let’s climb it!” exclaimed Tibbs.