The sun was shining into the old ruin through the hanging door.

Merry looked over toward the spot where he had last seen his chum, and found that Clancy was also sitting up.
"Top of the morning to you, Chip," grinned Clancy.

"How many lumps on your backbone?
I've counted a dozen on mine.

This mattress was harder than the one in our room at Pophagan's--and that's going some.

Any new theories this morning ?" "Haven't had time to think up any," laughed Merry.