The Curlytops on Star Island by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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supper and went from the dining-room into the sitting-room, where they
were allowed to play and have good times if they did not get too rough. And they did not often do this. "All right. It _is_ early," Ted agreed. "But what can we do?" "Let's pretend we have a camp here," went on Jan. "Where?" asked Ted. "Right in the sitting-room," answered Jan. "We can make-believe the couch is a tent, and we can crawl under it and go to sleep." "I wants to go to sleeps there!" cried Trouble. "I wants to go to sleeps right now!" "Shall we take him back to mother?" asked Ted, looking at his sister. "If he's sleepy now he won't want to play." "I isn't too sleepy to play," objected Baby William. "I can go to sleeps under couch if you wants me to," he added. "Oh, that'll be real cute!" cried Janet. "Come on, Ted, let's do it! We can make-believe Trouble is our little dog, or something like that, to watch over our tent, and he can go to sleep--" "Huh! how's he going to _watch_ if he goes to _sleep?_" Ted demanded. "Oh, well, he can make-believe go to sleep or make-believe watch, either one," explained Janet. |
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