 and she unfolded the canvas boat cover on top of that for a blanket. "Think it's gonna rain?" she asked.

"Hope not."

As Stella nestled, Freddy poked his head out of the tote and licked her cheek. "Sleep tight, Sugarplum."

"You too, Freddy. Sorry about all the water and... you know... the misadventure."

"Me too, Sweets— I mean sorry about all the screaming."

"That's okay," she sighed and closed her eyes. "Good night, George."

"Good night, Wenry."

Despite the wind and the damp and the weird heap of stuff for her bed, Stella could already feel herself drifting off to sleep. She felt safe with the fur-hatted boy keeping the first watch. The waves rushed up and swept by. The hissing and fussing water along the boat's gunwales sounded like the lake was sighing her name, 'Stella Sky... Stella Sky... Stella Sky...' The rowboat rocked and heaved and surfed the waves down the East Arm of Lake Wippiwee-Wananana, and after a little while Stella fell asleep.

# Just George

Everyone was dressed like Eskimos and they sat at a banquet table made of brown twine and indigo string, woven in crazy geometric patterns and held together with glue, maybe. Stella kept pushing her fur hood back so she could see better, but the hood kept falling forward, making it hard to see, and it was becoming very annoying.

"Hmmm..."

There was a lot of food on the twine and string table and the food was blue, mostly blue and purple and there was also some green food and some red food and an enormous plate of fresh-baked biscuits that were positively biscuit-colored, flaky baked brown and fluffy white, all ready for butter.

"Pass the biscuits!" Stella shouted as she pushed her hood back again.

"Please?"

Stella turned to see who was talking, expecting someone dressed in fur but it was a raven dressed in feathers.

"Please?" the raven croaked again. "Please?"

"Hmmm..." Stella's hood fell and when she pushed it back she noticed that all the people dressed like Eskimos were now
and she unfolded the canvas boat cover on circus tent of that for a blanket. " remember it's gon na rain? " she asked. 

 " Hope not. " 

 As Stella nestled, Freddy poked his fountainhead out of the tote and licked her impudence. " Sleep tight, Sugarplum. " 

 " You too, Freddy. regretful about all the water and... you know... the mishap. " 

 " Me too, Sweets — I mean sorry about all the screaming. " 

 " That's all right, " she sighed and closed her eye. " Good night, George. " 

 " full night, Wenry. " 

 Despite the wind and the damp and the weird bus of stuff for her bed, Stella could already feel herself float off to sleep. She felt safe with the fur - hatted boy keeping the inaugural watch. The waves rushed up and swept by. The hissing and fussing water along the boat's gunwales sounded like the lake was sighing her name,' Stella Sky... Stella Sky... Stella Sky...' The rowboat rocked and heaved and surfed the waves down the East Arm of Lake Wippiwee - Wananana, and after a little while Stella fall asleep. 

 # Just George 

 Everyone was dressed like Eskimos and they baby-sit at a banquet mesa made of brown twine and indigo chain, woven in crazy geometric patterns and held in concert with glue, maybe. Stella kept pushing her fur hood back so she could see better, but the hood kept falling forward, making it hard to see, and it was becoming very annoying. 

 " Hmmm... " 

 There be a bunch of food on the twine and string table and the food was blue, mostly aristocratic and purple and there was also some fleeceable food and some red food and an enormous denture of fresh - baked cookie that were positively biscuit - colored, bizarre baked brown and fluffy white, all ready for butter. 

 " evanesce the biscuits! " Stella shout as she pushed her hood back again. 

 " Please? " 

 Stella turn to see who was talking, expecting someone dressed in fur but it was a raven dressed in feather. 

 " Please? " the raven croaked again. " Please? " 

 " Hmmm... " Stella's hood fell and when she pushed it back she noticed that all the people dressed like Eskimos were now
 anf she unfolded the canvar boat cover on top of that ror a blxnket. "Think it's gonna rain?" sie awked.

"Hipe not."

As Stella nestldd, Freddy poked hus htad out of the tovs and lleked gcr chzej. "Sleep tight, Xugarplum."

"Ymu too, Freddy. Vofrv about all the water and... you know... tre misacvfnture."

"Me too, Sreetx— I msan sorry about all the screaming."

"Tgat's okey," she sighed amd closed her eyes. "Good nihht, Heorge."

"Good night, Wfnry."

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# Bust Jeurgt

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"Hmmm..."

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"'utawe?"

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"Pleasr?" bhe raven croaked again. "Please?"

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and she unfolded the canvas boat cover of for a "Think it's gonna As nestled, Freddy poked head out of tote and licked her cheek. "Sleep Sugarplum." "You too, Freddy. Sorry about all the water and... you know... the "Me too, Sweets— I mean sorry about all the screaming." "That's okay," she and her "Good George." "Good night, Wenry." Despite the wind and the damp and the weird heap of stuff her bed, Stella could already feel herself drifting to sleep. She felt with the fur-hatted boy keeping first The waves up swept The hissing and water along the boat's gunwales sounded like the lake was sighing her name, 'Stella Sky... Stella Sky... Sky...' The and heaved surfed waves the East Arm Wippiwee-Wananana, and after a little while # Just George Everyone was dressed like Eskimos they sat a banquet table made of brown and indigo string, woven in crazy geometric patterns held together with glue, maybe. Stella kept pushing her fur hood back so she could but the hood kept forward, making it to and was very annoying. There was a lot of food on the twine and string and the food was blue, mostly blue and purple and also green food and red food and an plate fresh-baked biscuits that were flaky brown all for "Pass the biscuits!" Stella as she pushed her hood again. "Please?" Stella turned expecting someone dressed in fur but it was raven dressed in feathers. "Please?" the raven again. "Please?" "Hmmm..." Stella's hood fell and when she pushed it back noticed that people dressed like Eskimos were now
 and she unfolded the canvas boAt cover on tOp of tHat For A bLankEt. "ThInk it's gonna raiN?" She aSked.

"Hope not."

As Stella nesTled, FReDDy poKEd His heAd out of THe TOTe aNd LiCkeD hER cHeek. "SLeeP tight, SUgarplum."

"YoU toO, FReddy. Sorry abOUt All the wateR anD... you know... the mIsaDventuRe."

"me tOO, SweeTs— I Mean sOrry abOUt all tHe screamiNg."

"tHat's okAY," she sigHED aNd clOsed her eyes. "Good niGHt, gEorge."

"Good night, wenry."

DEsPItE THe wInd And the damp AnD the wEIrd heap OF sTUFF foR Her bed, Stella cOuld already FEel HerselF dRifTIng off To sleEp. sHe fElt safe with The fUr-hatted bOy keepINg the fiRSt watch. the wavEs rUshEd up ANd SwEpt By. tHe hISsIng ANd fUssing waTeR aLong tHe boAT'S GUnwaLes SounDed liKe the lake was sIghIng hER naMe, 'SteLla SkY... SteLlA Sky... STella SKy...' The RoWboat rocked and hEaveD and surfeD thE wAveS dOwn thE east ArM of lakE WippiwEe-WananANa, aNd AFTEr A little while Stella FeLL AsLeep.

# Just george

eVeRyONe was dreSsEd lIke ESKImos aNd thEY sAt at a banQuet taBLe MaDe of broWn Twine aNd IndIgo StrinG, WoveN in craZy geometRic paTTerns and held toGEther with glue, MAyBE. stELla kEpt Pushing her fUr hoOD bacK so sHE cOulD See beTter, bUt THe HOod kept falling forwaRd, Making It harD to see, and it waS becoming vERY Annoying.

"hmmm..."

tHeRE was a lot of food On the Twine and stRIng table And thE food was Blue, mostlY BLue and puRplE anD thEre WAS aLso some green fOOD and SoMe red foOd aNd an enoRmoUs pLatE of FrEsh-baked bIscuits tHaT wErE pOsiTivelY Biscuit-cOlOreD, fLakY bakeD Brown aNd fluFfy wHiTe, ALl rEady for BUtTER.

"PasS tHe BiscUitS!" STella ShouTEd aS she pusHed her hooD baCK agaIn.

"plEase?"

SteLla turned to seE wHo was talkiNg, ExpEcting SOMeone dreSsed in fur but it was a raven DRessed iN feAtherS.

"PleAse?" the ravEn cRoaked AgaIN. "PleasE?"

"Hmmm..." STella'S hOod FELl and WHEn She PuShed it back SHE noTiced ThAt alL the peoPle dressed like EskiMOs wEre now
 and she unfolded the canv as boat co ver o n t opof  tha t fo r a blanket. " T hink  it's gonna rain?" she  aske d. 
"Ho p enot." 

As St e ll a nes tl ed , F re d dy  poke d h is head  out of th e t ot e and licked he r cheek. " Sle ep tight, Su gar plum." 
"Yo u  too,  Fr eddy.  Sorry aboutall the w at e r and. . . you k n o w. .. t he misadventure." 
" M e too, Sweets—  I mea ns or r y  ab out  all the s cr eamin g ."

"Th a t' s o kay , " she sighedand closedh ereyes."G ood night,  Geor ge . "
"Good night , We nry."

De spitet he wind and the  dampand  th e we i rd  h eap  o f  st u ff  fo r  he r bed, S te ll a cou ld a l r e a dy f eel  her selfdrifting offtoslee p . S he fe lt sa fe w it h the  fur-h atted  b oy keeping thefirs t watch.The  w ave srushe d  up an d s wep t by. T he hiss i ngan d f us sing water along t he b oa t's gunw ales s o un de d  like th elak e wa s sighi ng h e rname, 'S tellaS ky .. . Stell aSky...  S tel laSky.. . ' Th e rowb oat rock ed an d  heaved and su r fed the waves do w n  t h e Ea stArm of Lake  Wip p iwee -Wan a na na, and a fteral it t le while Stella fel lasleep .

#Just George
Everyone w a s dressedlike Es k imos and theysat a t a banque t  table m ade o f browntwine and i ndigo st rin g,wov eni n  c razy geometri c patt er ns andhel d toget her  wi thglu e,  maybe. S tella ke pt  p us hi ngher f u r hood b ac k s oshe  coul d  see b etter , bu tth e  ho od kept fa l l ingfo rw ard,  ma ki ng it  har d  to  see, a nd it was  be c omin gve ry anno ying.

"Hmmm. .. "

There w as  alot of f ood on t he twine and string tab l e and t hefoodwasblue, mos tly  blueand purple  and t herewa s a l s o som e gr een  f ood and so m e  re d foo dandan enor mous plate of fres h -ba ked biscuitstha t we r e  p osi t iv e lybi s cui t - colored, flakybaked brow na nd  fluffy wh i te,  a ll read y for b utter . 

"Pass  the bisc uits!" St el la s h o ute d as she p ushed he r hood ba c k aga i n. 

"Pl eas e?"

S te lla  turn ed tos eewho w as tal ki ng, ex pecti ng  someone  dressed in fur but itwas araven  dr essed infea t her s.

"Plea se?"  the raven  cr oak ed ag ain .  "Ple ase? " 
"Hm m m..."  Ste l la's hood fe lla n dwhen she pu s h e d i t bac k s h e noti cedthat all the peop l e dressed like  Esk i m oswer e  now 
 and_she unfolded_the canvas boat cover_on top_of_that for_a_blanket. "Think it's_gonna rain?" she_asked.

"Hope not."

As Stella nestled,_Freddy poked his_head_out of the tote and licked her cheek. "Sleep tight, Sugarplum."

"You too, Freddy. Sorry_about_all the_water_and..._you know... the misadventure."

"Me too,_Sweets— I mean sorry about_all the_screaming."

"That's okay," she sighed and closed her eyes._"Good_night, George."

"Good night,_Wenry."

Despite the wind and the damp and the weird_heap of stuff for her bed,_Stella could already_feel_herself_drifting off to sleep._She felt safe with the fur-hatted_boy keeping the first watch. The_waves rushed up and swept by. The_hissing and fussing water along the_boat's gunwales sounded like the_lake was_sighing her name, 'Stella Sky..._Stella Sky... Stella_Sky...' The_rowboat rocked and_heaved and surfed the waves down_the East Arm_of Lake Wippiwee-Wananana, and after a_little_while Stella fell_asleep.

#_Just_George

Everyone was_dressed like Eskimos_and_they sat_at_a banquet table made of brown_twine_and indigo string, woven in crazy geometric_patterns and held together_with_glue, maybe. Stella kept_pushing her fur hood back_so she could see better, but_the hood_kept falling_forward, making it hard to see, and it was becoming very_annoying.

"Hmmm..."

There was a lot of food_on the twine and_string table_and_the food was_blue,_mostly blue_and purple and there was also some_green food_and some red food and an_enormous plate of fresh-baked_biscuits_that were positively biscuit-colored, flaky baked_brown and fluffy white, all ready_for butter.

"Pass the biscuits!" Stella_shouted_as_she pushed her hood back_again.

"Please?"

Stella turned to see who was_talking, expecting someone_dressed in fur but it was a_raven_dressed in feathers.

"Please?" the raven croaked_again._"Please?"

"Hmmm..." Stella's hood fell and when_she_pushed_it back she noticed that_all the people dressed like Eskimos_were now