Make a shaky one that will topple over at a breath.

That will make it harder to reach." The suggestion was enthusiastically received by all but Mary, who felt somewhat dubious about making the attempt, when she saw them begin to catch up glasses and plates from the table with which to build the pyramid.

But by the time the structure was completed and topped by a little china match-safe in the shape of a cupid, to represent the Blarney stone, she was ready for her part of the performance.
"That's what you get for being born in Mars' month," said Elise, as Mary balanced herself a moment on the bar, and then made a quick turn around it to limber herself.
"You wouldn't be expected to do such things if the signs of your zodiac were different." "Look out!" warned Cornie.

"You'll see more stars than the ones in your horoscope if you lose your grip." "Abracadabra!" cried Mary gamely.

"May I hold on to the pole, and the pole hold on to me till we've done all that's expected of us." It was a dizzy moment for Mary, and a breathless one for all of them as she swung head downward over the tottering pile of china and glass ware.
The china cupid was almost beyond her reach, but by a desperate effort she managed to swing a fraction of an inch nearer, and seizing its head in her mouth came up gasping and purple.
"Now what about being born in Mars' month!" she demanded triumphantly of Elise as soon as she could get her breath.