They crashed to the floor, smashing and spilling the candy all over.
Wango turned a somersault, and landed lightly on his feet, close beside
Mrs. Redden.
"Oh, you bad monkey! You bad monkey!" she cried. "Shoo! Get out of here!
Out of my shop!"
She brushed at Wango with the broom, and the lively monkey made a rush
for the back door of the store, as the front one was closed.
"Here! Don't you dare go into my kitchen!" cried Mrs. Redden, as she ran
after the monkey. "You'll upset everything there!"
Wango chattered, and made funny faces. Then he turned and ran back,
sliding right under Mrs. Redden's skirts, and nearly upsetting Bunny.
At that moment the front door opened, and there stood Jed Winkler, the
old sailor, who owned the monkey.
"Have you seen anything of Wango?" began Mr. Winkler, but there was no
need for him to ask such a question. There was Wango, in plain sight,
holding some lollypops in one paw, and in the other some jelly beans and
coconut candies he had grabbed up from the floor. And in his mouth, with
the stick-handles pointing out, were three other lollypops!
"Take him away! Oh, take him away!" begged Mrs.
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