"I would gladly go to Africa--especially in
this bitter weather. But I'm afraid we haven't
money enough to buy the tickets. Get me the
money-box, Chee-Chee."

So the monkey climbed up and got it off the
top shelf of the dresser.

There was nothing in it--not one single penny!

"I felt sure there was twopence left," said the Doctor.

"There WAS," said the owl. "But you spent
it on a rattle for that badger's baby when he
was teething."

"Did I?" said the Doctor--"dear me, dear
me! What a nuisance money is, to be sure!
Well, never mind. Perhaps if I go down to
the seaside I shall be able to borrow a boat that
will take us to Africa. I knew a seaman once
who brought his baby to me with measles.
Maybe he'll lend us his boat--the baby got well."

So early the next morning the Doctor went
down to the seashore. And when he came back
he told the animals it was all right--the sailor
was going to lend them the boat.

Then the crocodile and the monkey and the