THE BOOK OF BETTY BARBER.
no books.” And then Sois rubbed her forehead and looked puzzled. “It doesn’t seem to come right,” she said. “Ought it to be books or boxes? But my head aches so.”
“It is nonsense,” said Ellessdee.
Thirteen-fourteenths jumped up.
“I don’t think it is nonsense,” he said. “If he has dropped more boxes, I may find which way he has gone and where he is. I found you were all in the Correcting Hall by following the pieces of paper Tare and Tret dropped. At any rate, I will try to find him.”
“We’ll all come with you,” said Ellessdee. “We’ll have a box chase—we’ll all be the hounds and hunt the hare.”
“Hurrah!” shouted Sois.
“Hurrah!” shouted Repeater.
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