“Too full for utterance,” muttered Rodney.
“Please try. Then Phineas will and——”
There was a choking gurgle from Tad. Matty observed him inquiringly. “Nothing,” he murmured. “I—I was just laughing at something funny.”
“Now,” continued Matty, wrinkling her forehead, “we’ll be very quiet while everyone composes.”
“I,” remarked Tad, “shall compose myself to slumber.”
“Here’s mine,” announced Rodney. “There was——”
“Oh, wait a minute,” exclaimed May. “Let’s give a prize for the best one! Shall we?”
“What’s the prize?” asked Tad. May looked about in search of it.
“Banana skin,” suggested Rodney.