"It certainly is as delicious as two ice cream cones and part of another one," replied his brother.
And they laughed and looked at each other and they nearly ran over a rooster, and the rooster crowed as loud as he could and said:
"You monkey boys had better look out where you are going! You have me all ruffled up."
"Oh, I beg your pardon," said Jumpo most politely. "We will go more slowly."
So he twisted some of the shiny things on the steering wheel, and he tickled the thing-a-ma-bob and pushed the tittle-cum-tattle-cum and the auto went slower. But even then it was going pretty fast.
"Say, if a burglar fox chased us now, he couldn't catch us, could he?" said Jacko.
"Never in the world," answered his brother.
And just then a big, black bear stuck his nose out of the bushes and growled:
"Hold on there, I haven't had any dinner yet."
"Well, you can't eat us!" shouted Jumpo, so he turned the what-you-may-call-it around backward and away they went faster than ever and the bear couldn't catch them, not even if he had put on roller skates to slide with.