"Well!" replied Marmaduke, squinting his eye thoughtfully, "I see a big wall and towers on it--a whole lot of towers. There's about fifty, I guess."
The Toyman squinted too, and pointed his brown finger at the clouds, counting slowly under his breath.
"Fifty-one towers I make," he said as he finished--"some little and some big; and some have little peaks on 'em, and some are all scalloped out on top."
"And there's a church--a whopper of a big one!" went on Marmaduke.
"Where?" asked the Toyman, craning his neck.
Marmaduke pointed at the Cloud City.
"There--just behind the biggest tower."
"Just a little to the right, you mean?" again asked the Toyman, trying hard to see so as not to miss anything in that wonderful city. Then he added,--"oh, I get it now--it's got a gold cross on it an' little diamonds at the tips. My! how they shine in the sun."
Then Marmaduke put in,--
"An' there's flags on the towers, red, yellow and blue--"