"With pleasure," replied the dragon. "What sort of a song would you like?"
"Sing something suitable to the occasion," said the King. "Something about a garden-party, and put Margaret in."
"Oh, yes, do!" cried both the little girls. "Can you? That would be nice!"
"Anything to oblige," said the dragon once more; adding, with a modest cough behind his boxing-glove, "I'll sing you a little song to a tune of my own decomposing."
With that he unfolded a sheet of music, and holding it in his front paws, prepared to sing.
With that he unfolded a sheet
of music and prepared to sing