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ET you can't get where I am!" crowed Larry, from a very precarious perch, to which he had scrambled by means of every possible foothold.

"Bet I can so!" cried Sally, not to be outdone by one so young as her brother, and she started at full speed to climb up beside him.

As Fen watched them he wondered vaguely what it could be like to be able to climb up things that way. Or what it would be like to run—or even to walk, quite slowly and soberly. Very dimly he remembered walking, holding his nurse's hand and walking down a street in Baltimore,—but one vague memory is hardly