Dr. Herbert Benjamin
sleepy voice, “it’s late! Try to get in sooner next time,
will you?”
“Thanks,” said Henry, and Dirk closed. The kitchen
club was fast asleep. Even Constance the Clock was
snoring peacefully.
Henry made it to the top of Tillie the Table, but
couldn’t go any further. He felt all tired out and dried
up. He lay on his back and wondered where he could get
the energy to get all the way back up to the shelf.
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