The only difficulty is how to get on my knees." "Surely that cannot be _very_ difficult, when you talk of getting on your feet." "Ha! that shows you're a--I mean, d'ye see, that the difficulty lies here; my elbows are lashed so fast to my side that I can't use them to prop me up; but if Poopy will roll down the hill to my side, and shove her pretty shoulder under my back when I raise it, perhaps I may succeed in getting up.

What say you, Kickup ?" "Hee! Hee!" laughed the girl, "dat's fuss rate.

Look out!" Poopy, although sluggish by nature, was rather abrupt and violent in her impulses at times.

Without further warning than the above brief exclamation, she rolled herself towards Corrie with such good-will that she went quite over him, and would certainly have passed onward to where Alice lay--perhaps over the cliff altogether--had not the boy caught her sleeve with his teeth, and held her fast.
The plan was eminently successful.

By a series of jerks on the part of Corrie, and proppings on the part of Poopy, the former was enabled to attain a kneeling position, not, however, without a few failures, in one of which he fell forward on his face, and left a deep impression of his fat little nose in the mud.
Having risen to his feet, Corrie at once hopped towards Alice, after the fashion of those country wights who indulge in sack races, and, going down on his knees beside her, began diligently to gnaw the rope that bound her with his teeth.