“That’s the way men build things,” said Jack Frost. “It’s different with us Nature people. Did you ever see a tree built from the outside? Or a tomato?”
Billy couldn’t remember that he ever had.
“And now,” continued Jack Frost, “I wish you would tell me the news. Has the Equator got the Evening Star yet?”
“I don’t know,” said Billy.
“Why haven’t you been finding out?”
“Look here, Jack Frost,” said the Equine Ox impatiently, “that’s a nice question for you to be asking. If we had been finding out, what would have become of you?”
“I suppose, of course, you knew it was I who was in here when you started digging?” said Jack Frost.
“Ho, ho!” roared the motorman. “He’s got the critter on that one.”
The Equine Ox tossed his horns indifferently and stalked away.
“Where are you going?” asked Billy.