a bigger
diff'rence. Seeing you're twice as big as me, you ought to be twice as
hungry."

"I hope I am," he rejoined, "for I can stand it a while longer. I do
hope the Glass Cat will hurry, and I hope the Wizard won't waste time
a-comin' to us."

Trot sighed again and watched the wonderful Magic Flower, because there
was nothing else to do. Just now a lovely group of pink peonies budded
and bloomed, but soon they faded away, and a mass of deep blue lilies
took their place. Then some yellow chrysanthemums blossomed on the
plant, and when they had opened all their petals and reached
perfection, they gave way to a lot of white floral balls spotted with
crimson--a flower Trot had never seen before.

"But I get awful tired watchin' flowers an' flowers an' flowers," she
said impatiently.

"They're might pretty," observed Cap'n Bill.

"I know; and if a person could come and look at the Magic Flower just
when she felt like it, it would be a fine thing, but to HAVE TO stand
and watch it, whether you want to or not, isn't so much fun. I wish,
Cap'n Bill, the thing would grow fruit for a while instead of flowers."

Scarcely had she spoken when the white balls with crimson spots faded
away and a lot of beautiful ripe peaches took their place. With a cry
of mingled surprise and delight Trot reached out and plucked a peach
from the bush and began to eat it, finding it delicious. Cap'n Bill
was somewhat dazed at the girl's wish being granted so quickly, so
before he could pick a peach they had faded away and bananas took their
place. "Grab one, Cap'n!" exclaimed Trot, and even while eating the
peach she seized a banana with her other hand and tore it from the bush.

The old sailor was still bewildered. He put out a hand indeed, but he
was too late, for now the bananas disappeared and lemons took their
place.

"Pshaw!" cried Trot. "You can't eat those things; but watch out,
Cap'n, for something else."

Cocoanuts next appeared, but Cap'n Bill shook his head.

"Ca'n't crack 'em," he remarked, "'cause we haven't anything handy to
smash 'em with."

"Well, take one, anyhow," advised Trot; but the cocoanuts were gone
now, and a deep, purple, pear-shaped fruit which was unknown to them
took their place. Again Cap'n Bill hesitated, and Trot said to him:

"You ought to have captured a peach and a banana, as I did. If you're
not careful, Cap'n, you'll miss all your chances. Here, I'll divide my
banana with you."

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