“‘I can eat at home,’ said Winfred.
“‘I’m tired of burros.’
“‘Don’t you want to go back and play with the children?’
“‘No, they were dirty and disrespectful.’
“‘You are horrid,’ said Merrylip. ‘But I knew you would be this way.’
“She thought a moment, frowning the tiniest, most adorable frown.
“Then, ‘I hate boys,’ she said, ‘especially selfish ones. I am going to punish you for growing tired so quickly of the things you wanted more than anything else in the world.’
“All at once there came a rush of wind, and Winfred was alone, and, to his horror, as tiny as a string bean.
“‘Merrylip!’ he called. ‘Don’t leave me alone! I am frightened.’
“But there was no answer.