“I don’t exactly remember what he said,” Muffs admitted, “but I do know he stomped out of the room and pushed the elevator button so hard he caught his finger——”
“What’s an alligator button?”
“Elevator button,” said Muffs. “It’s to call the elevators. In New York you go up and down in elevators like little moving houses. The stairs go up and down sometimes too and the subways go right under the river.”
“Ooo! Don’t you get all wet?”
Muffs laughed. “’Course not. It’s a tunnel. It goes under where the water is.”
“I’ve got a tunnel,” Tommy said importantly. “I discovered it. It goes under the floor in the workshop.”
Now it was Muffs’ turn to question and Tommy’s to answer.
“Can you go in it?”
“Yes, but you have to crawl and you’re all dressed up. I made a house in there for the Gilly Galoo Bird and Thomas Junior. They like it but you wouldn’t. The dust makes you sneeze.”
“Don’t the Gilly Galoo Bird and Thomas Junior sneeze?”