“O, do stop, Little Man All Head,” she gasped. “O, do stop, or I shall die!” I didn’t want her to die, but I did want her to fall down into a swoon.
So now I let myself out.
My legs flashed like sunbeams dancing on the water.
Bulger looked on in dignified astonishment.
He failed utterly to make out what his little master meant by these furious antics.
Indeed they were furious.
Faster and faster my nimble feet beat the ground. Wilder and more uncontrollable became the laughter of the little princess Hoppâ-Hoppâ. The tears coursed down her pretty face she rocked from side to side; she bent forward and back.
Adding still more speed to my movements, I kept my eyes fixed upon her.
Victory!
The end came at last!