"It vas not a real sneeze, so the real Gehsundheit could not come—good-by," and slowly the form faded away.
"Well! what do you think of that?" exclaimed Billy as the last of Gehsundheit vanished into thin air.
"I never think," said Bumbus, suddenly opening the door. "Why waste time in thought when thoughtlessness makes more trouble than villainy?"
"I don't see the point," said Billy.
"It has no point, it's a blunt statement—but come along."
"Where?"
"Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no truths," said Bumbus. "Come along."
"I don't want to," said Billy, holding back.
"Before you get much older you'll do many things you don't want to—that is, if you live to get older."
By this time Drone had come in and was leaning against Billy, fast asleep.