“At last, Jemmy thought, you’re free of the prince! But he couldn’t resist a backward glance.
Prince Brat was standing in the center of the road. He’d dropped his load of driftwood and merely gazed at the receding coach.
Jemmy straightened, and folded his arms. The prince wasn’t his look out any longer.But he’d stood there like a wounded bird. Blast him! A prince hadn’t a cockeyed notion how to fend for himself.
‘Stop, Cap’n!’ Jemmy shouted. ‘We left me friend behind.’ ”
“This little baby was the funniest wee creature. He was only about an inch long and covered with soft baby fur, had two big ears, compared to the size of the rest of him, a tiny black nose, and two beady eyes. His mother and father always had a surprised look on their faces, but they looked more surprised than ever now as they gazed at their baby.”