“’Es, but IS she?” whispered Kiddiwee.
“Yes—perhaps,” she whispered back.
“I’d like her as big as this old Pyramid,” she added, aloud. “And then she would go at a simply huge rate!”
CHAPTER XVII.
THE STRANGEST RIDE THAT EVER WAS
“WELL, do let’s decide what size she is going to be,” cried Coppertop, “and then we can make a start.”
“I don’t believe it can alter its size,” said Tibbs. “It’s impossible.”
“Nothing’s impossible!” retorted Coppertop; “Mr. Atom said so.”
“I’d like him like a real one,” repeated Kiddiwee.