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116 "It will be beastly to live out in the open, on the ground," said Tubbs. "Supposing it should rain? Why, we'll all get wet!"

"Never mind, that will make you grow, Tubby," said Sam.

"Sam Rover, how often must I tell you not to address me as—ah—Tubby. My full name"

"Oh, I know that William Longfellow Washington Hezekiah Philander Salamander Tubbs. But you can't expect me to say that every time, can you?" questioned Sam innocently.

"Mine cracious! vos dot his hull name?" burst in Hans Mueller. "It's apout as long as a freight drain, ain't it, alretty!"

"No, my name is"

"Perhaps I forgot one or two syllables," interrupted Sam. "Very sorry, I'm sure."

"I said my name"

"I know you said it, half a dozen times, Billy. But you see life is so very short, and time so precious"

"I meant to say"

"Sorry, Billy, but I can't wait to hear it all," cried Sam, and ran away.

"He is—er—extremely rude," murmured Tubbs.

"Put dot's a long name, ain't it?" said Hans.