This is a novel book. Judy, kneeling on a chair and trying to make it sea-saw, pulled up her belt, sprang down, then hesitated. 'They'll only think it's Thompson and say come in', she decided. 'That's no good'. Tim jumped up, using Maria as a support to raise himself. 'I know what!' he cried. 'Go and bang the gong. He'll think it's dressing- time'. The idea was magnificent. 'I'll go if you funk it', he added, and had already slithered half way over the back of the chair when Judy fore stalled him and had her hand upon the door-knob. He encouraged her with various instructions about the proper way to beat the gong, and was just beginning a scuffle with the inanimate Maria, who now managed to occupy the entire chair, when he was aware of a new phenomenon that made him stop abruptly.
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