“Ah! that’s the point!” said brother Nibby. “Why isn’t she?”
“Because she’s never been thrown onto the Great Snow Mountain,” said Malkin.
“That’s it, that’s it, just what I was going to say,” said Nibby.
“Then we’d better throw her onto the Great Snow Mountain,” said Malkin.
“That’s a very clever idea, brother,” said Nibby. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself.”
“But suppose she doesn’t want to be white?” said Malkin.
“That’s so,” said the other. “I never thought of that.”
“How will we find out?” said brother Malkin.
“That’s the trouble,” said Nibby. “How are we ever going to find out?”