It always made me giggle.

I could fairly see all those poor people dancing whether they wished to dance or not.
Ask Hippy what his favorite fairy tale is," she dimpled, lowering her voice.
"Say, Hippopotamus," called Tom, "what's your favorite fairy tale ?" Hippy, who stood a little to one side, appeared to think deeply, then said with a sentimental smile: "The 'Table Prepare Thyself' story.

Oh, if I might have had such a table!" Hippy sighed dolefully.

"Then I would never have been obliged when out on these excursions to humbly beg for crumbs to sustain my failing strength till such time as you slow-pokes saw fit to eat." "Don't I always give you things to eat when everyone else laughs at you ?" demanded Nora belligerently.
"Yes, my noble benefactor," whined Hippy, "but you didn't to-day." "I don't intend to, either," was Nora's unfeeling response.

"I purposely told Tom to ask you that.