Let's crawl through it! The rist of you can get through if I can.

We'd better take off our overcoats, to make us smaller.

We can roll thim into a bundle, and the last man can pull it through behind him." Jimmy threw off his coat and entered the wrecked oil engine.

He knew how to hobble through on his toes, but the pleated coat of the Boston man, who tried to pass through by stooping, got almost all Jimmy had in store for it.

Jimmy came out all right with a shout.