The very next day after her arrival Twinkle asked Chubbins to take her to see the mountain; and so the boy, who was about her own age, got his mother to fill for them a basket of good things to eat, and away they started, hand in hand, to explore the mountain-side.
It was farther to Sugar-Loaf Mountain than Twinkle had thought, and by the time they reached the foot of the great mound, the rocky sides of which were covered with bushes and small trees, they were both rather tired by the walk.
"Let's eat something," suggested Chubbins.
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"I'm willing," said Twinkle.
So they climbed up a little way, to where some big rocks lay flat upon the mountain, and sat themselves down upon a slab of rock while they rested and ate some of the sandwiches and cake.
"Why do they call it 'Sugar-Loaf'?" asked the girl, looking far up to the top of the mountain.
"I don't know," replied Chubbins.
"It's a queer name," said Twinkle, thoughtfully.