What creatures children are for wonders, to be sure." "Now, Dudu," said Jeanne, "you needn't talk that way.

Whether we're fond of wonders or not, anyhow it's you that's given us them to be fond of.
It was you that sent us to the frogs' country, and all that, and it was you that took us to hear the white lady's story.

So you're not to laugh at us, and you must find us some more adventures, now you've brought us up here." "Adventures don't grow on every tree, Mademoiselle Jeanne," remarked Dudu.
"Well, _Dudus_ don't either," replied Jeanne; "but as we've got _you_, you see, it all depends on you to get us the adventures.

I know you can, if you like." Dudu shook his head.
"No," he said, "there are many things I can't do.

But come out on to the roof, we can talk there just as well." He just turned towards the door by which he had entered, and it opened of itself.