"Did I write anything?" asked Jimmieboy, in an excited whisper.
"Yes," said the Pad. "You just covered me up with a senseless mass of words. This isn't any fun."
"No," said the Pencil. "It's all nonsense. Just see here what you've got."
JIMMIEBOY FINDS NOTHING BUT DREAM-WRITING ON THE PAD.
Jimmieboy looked anxiously at the Pad, and this is what he saw:
I seen since,
memory's wrong,
They both dressed
couple walked
And straightway change
upstairs with me,
"I think it's
"If that's the case,"
catch the early in."
to leave the shop,
for it's pla
Polypop.
two weeks yesterday."
haven't uttered
Oh, Polypop, I
ersnee, "See here,
He didn't pay
moon was shining bright.
To see the
Polypop came down
"Dear me!" he said. "Why, that doesn't mean anything, does it?"