"'Twas an awful lot of long words." "My experience, too," laughed Aunt Kate.
"With the man that mends the boats ?" "No, with other sages.

You see when they're afraid to stay down here on the ground with us any longer, afraid they'll be hit with a question that will knock them over, they get into little air-ships they have and hurl the long words down at our heads until we're too stunned to ask any more questions, and in such wise is learning disseminated." "I'll ask the man that mends the boats if he's got any air-ships.

He's got most everything up there." "Up where ?" "Oh, up there,"-- with vague nod toward the head of the Island.
"He says he'd like to get acquainted with you, Aunt Kate.

He says he really believes you might be worth knowing." Thereupon Aunt Kate's book fell to the floor with a thud of amazement that reverberated indignation.

"Well upon my word!" gasped she.