Humpty began to whistle. Suddenly he stopped.
"I am getting awful hungry," he remarked.
"We shan't have nuffin' to eat until the morning," said Dumpty.
"Humpty," she continued, "would it be any good if we screamed and banged
the door?"
"No," said the boy; "if they heard us trying to give the alarm, they
would be very angry, and perhaps they wouldn't give us anything to eat
for days--not until we were nearly dead."
"I think we had better go to sleep," said Dumpty, yawning, and began
saying her prayers.
In a few minutes both children were lying fast asleep on the floor of
the caravan.
* * * * *
"My eye! jest look 'ere, Bill!"
"Well, I'm blowed!" said Bill, gaping open-mouthed at the sight of the
two children asleep in the caravan.
"'Ow in the world did they get 'ere?" continued the woman who had first
found them. "Wike up! wike hup!" she cried, giving them each a violent
shaking.
Humpty began to open his eyes. He stared in astonishment at the people
round him.
"Are you the circus people?" he asked.
"Yes, and who are you, we're wanting to know, and 'ow did you come
'ere?"
By this time Dumpty was awake. On seeing the strange faces, she
immediately began to cry.
"Don't 'e cry, dear," said the woman; "there's no call to be afraid."
But Dumpty still cried.
"Why did you lock us in?" asked Humpty defiantly.
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