"Excuse
me," Arthur said. "But look!"
He pointed to Stanley's bed. Across it lay the enormous
bulletin board that Mr. Lambchop had given the boys a
Christmas ago, so that they could pin up pictures and
mes-
sages and maps. It had fallen, during the night, on top
of
Stanley.
But Stanley was not hurt. In fact he would still have
been
sleeping if he had not been woken by his brother's shout.
"What's going on here?" he called out cheerfully
from
beneath the enormous board.
Mr. and Mrs. Lambchop hurried to lift it from the bed.
"Heavens!" said Mrs. Lambchop.
"Gosh!" said Arthur. "Stanley's flat!"
"As a pancake," said Mr. Lambchop. "Darndest
thing I've
ever seen."
"Let's all have breakfast," Mrs. Lambchop said.
"Then
Stanley and I will go see Doctor Dan and hear what he
has
to say."
