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»Well, what about that for gold?« asked Jumping Jack, pointing to the yellow spot which marked their fair daughter.
Father Frog could be generous as well as proud. »Jumping Jack,« he said, »you have brought me to sense and reason. There is no treasure in the world can equal my long lost little daughter, Tiny.«
»You sound like a story-book, Father Frog,« laughed Jumping Jack. »We found Tiny, and knew that some day you would leave that old swamp and come to a less golden but more peaceful home under the lilies so we kept your sweet little singer safely for you.«
»My treasure,« whispered Mother Frog softly.
»No, OUR treasure, our treasure,« said Father. »For the first time, I can call myself a rich man, a rich man, a rich man.«
