"Dim-dims?"
"Dimens-shuns."
"Dimensions?"
"Four of 'em! And there's something about kids under nine and imagination. It's real funny to hear Drill talk."
Mrs. Morris was tired. "Well, it must be funny. You're keeping Drill waiting now. It's getting late in the day and, if you want to have your Invasion before your supper bath, you'd better jump."
"Do I have to take a bath?" growled Mink.
"You do. Why is it children hate water? No matter what age you live in children hate water behind the ears!"
"Drill says I won't have to take baths," said Mink.
"Oh, he does, does he?"
"He told all the kids that. No more baths. And we can stay up till ten o'clock and go to two televisor shows on Saturday 'stead of one!"