“Oh, my! Oh, my! Oh, my!” cried the baker, three times, just like that, he was so surprised. “Oh! Oh! Oh!”
Then he ran back down in the cellar and locked the door after him. But he need not have been afraid, for neither Dido nor Jacko would have harmed him in the least.
By this time George, Tom and the hand-organ man saw what was happening. They looked across the street and saw the crowd in front of the bakery, and also saw Dido and Jacko still eating cake.
“Oh, my!” cried George. “We shall have to pay a lot of money for what our bear has eaten.”
[Jacko and Dido were eating cakes from the window.]
“And I will have to pay for what my monkey took,” said the hand-organ man.
“But they knew no better,” said George, kindly. “They were hungry, I guess. But now they must have had enough.”