C. L.—Now, what is it? We shall never get off at this rate.
D. D.—It is that silly Goosey Poosey.
Enter Goosey Poosey.
G. P.—There you are, Ducky Daddles! I've been looking for you everywhere!
C. L.—What do you want?
G. P.—I just wanted to see what you were doing, and have a chat. What a horrid day it is! the roads are so dry there is no walking in them.
D. D.—Well, I am sorry I've not time to stay with you. I'm just off to London to see the Queen.
G. P.—You, Ducky Daddles! Something very strange must have happened to make you go so far.
D. D.—Indeed it has, and what do you think?
C. L.—Guess what fell on to Henny Penny's head.