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can eat much better without,” said Lavo; but to please Lucy his
sister did try; slashing hard away with her knife, and digging
her fork straight into a bit of meat.  Then she very nearly ran
it into her eye, and Lucy, who knew it was not good manners to
laugh, was very near choking herself.  And at last saying the
knife and fork were “Great good—­great good; but none for
eating,” they stuck them through the great tortoise shell rings
they had in their ears and noses.  Lucy was distressed about
Uncle Joseph’s knives and forks, which she knew she ought not to
give away; but while she was looking about for Mrs. Bunker to
interfere, Don seemed to think it his business and began to
growl and fly at the little black legs.  “A tree, a tree!” cried
the Isabelites, “where’s a tree?” And while they spoke, Lavo had
climbed up the side of the door, and was sitting astride on the
top of it, grinning down at the dog; and his sister had her feet
on the lock, go