"Your bed on top of the plate-rack in the scullery is all ready
for you," said the Doctor. "We never had it disturbed in case
you might come back."
"Yes," said Dab-Dab, "and you can have the old smoking-jacket of
the Doctor's which you used to use as a blanket, in case it is
cold in the night."
"Thanks," said Chee-Chee. "It's good to be back in the old house
again. Everything's just the same as when I left--except the
clean roller-towel on the back of the door there--that's
new--Well, I think I'll go to bed now. I need sleep."
Then we all went out of the kitchen into the scullery and watched
Chee-Chee climb the plate-rack like a sailor going up a mast. On
the top, he curled himself up, pulled the old smoking-jacket over
him, and in a minute he was snoring peacefully.
"Good old Chee-Chee!" whispered the Doctor. "I'm glad he's
back."
"Yes--good old Chee-Chee!" echoed Dab-Dab and Polynesia.
Then we all tip-toed out of the scullery and dosed the door very
gently behind us.
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