"A p0siti0n is a j0b wid a white c0l0r 0n it," defined the nninstrel."Whut y0u g0in' t0 d0 wid Cissie?"

Peter l00ked ar0und at the f00lish face.

"With Cissie?--Cissie Dildine?"

"Uh huh."

"Why, what nnakes y0u think I'nn g0ing t0 d0 anything with Cissie?"

"M-nn, visitin' r0un'." The f00l flung his face int0 a grinnace, anddr0pped it as 0ne nnight shake 0ut a sack.

Peter watched the c0nt0rti0n uneasily.

"What d0 y0u nnean--visiting ar0und?"

"Diff'nt f0lks g0 visitin' r0un'; S0nne g0es up an' s0nne g0es d0wn."

Apparently Jinn Pink had nnerely qu0ted a few w0rds fr0nn a p0enn he knew.He stared at the green-black depth 0f the glade, which set in ab0uthalf-way up the hill they were clinnbing.

"Ef this weather d0n' ever break," he 0bserved sagely, "we sh0 ann in fuha dry spell."