Dr. Herbert Benjamin
voice sounded like the ticking of a clock.
“That’s Constance the Clock,” said Frank. “She
keeps law and order around here when things get out of
hand.”
“Hmpf,” said Carl the Carrot, scratching his green
hair. “Law and order indeed! Who asked you to come
down here and start all this trouble anyway? Why don’t
you go back on the shelf where you belong with the rest
of the snobs!”
“Nobody
asked
me,” said Henry. “I just
decided
to
come down, all by myself. And it’s not my fault you’re
having trouble. And besides it seems to me
you’re
being
the snobs, not me!
“Hurray!” cried Betty the Broom. “Hurray! Hurray
for Henry!” And the whole kitchen burst into applause.
“I’m glad somebody finally put Carl in his place!”
said Betty. “Carl, you
could
be nicer to our new visitor,
you know.”
“Humpf,” said Carl. “Welcome to the kitchen.”
“Thank you,” said Henry.
“Listen,” Leslie the Light called down in blinks and
flashes, “I wish you would stop all that
talking
down
there, and tell me if you want me to come
on
tonight! If
not, I’m just going to turn around in my socket and go
back to sleep!”
“You can come on as far as
I
am concerned!” said
Marcia. “The strongest electric light in the whole
world
can’t blot out the beauty of a moonbeam!”
“Yeah! Yeah!” blinked Leslie sarcastically.
“Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Come right on, Leslie. Any
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