Book3:WereMyDreamIs
uoldman,youreallytakethingstoohard!Howcouldyousinktothebottomofthekewithyourtreasures?Whowillbemypanionanddrinkwithme?”DwarfMickeyinterruptedhimbeforehefinishedspeaking.Gringathimhesaidgruffly, “Shutup.Saynomore.Youtwobettergetgoing.Doyoureallywanttosinktothebottomofthewaterswithme?”Mr.FingerandDwarfMickeyhadbeengoodfriendsandoftencrackedjokesateachother.Mr.Fiookgreatpleasureteasingtheolddwarfuntilthetterwasreallyriled,sohethoughtnothingofmakingtheoldmanmad.Buthealsokhattheoldmanwasastraightarrowandalwayssaidwhatwasonhismind.Hesaidwhathemeantandoncehismind,nothingcouldswayhim.Suddenlythecaveshudderedaobesinking.VioandMr.Fingerlookedateachotherandwithoutawordbentonesgfromthesinkingcave.B