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he protested. [Illustration: image037] "That doesn't matter I want you to be one," said the old woman, looking at him severely. "What use'll I be then?" asked Tip. "There won't be any one to work for you." "I'll make the Pumpkinhead work for me," said Mombi. HE PROTESTED THAT DOESN'T MATTER I WANT YOU TO BE ONE SAID THE OLD WOMAN LOOKING AT HIM SEVERELY WHAT USE WILL I BE THEN ASKED TIP THERE WON'T BE ANY ONE TO WORK FOR YOU I'LL MAKE THE PUMPKINHEAD WORK FOR ME SAID MOMBY
near the candle and read from a yellow paper the recipe of the mess she was concocting. As Tip watched her his uneasiness increased. “What is that for?” he asked. “For you,” returned Mombi, briefly. Tip wriggled around upon his stool and stared awhile at the kettle, which was beginning to bubble. Then he would glance at the stern and wrinkled features of the witch and wish he were any place but in that dim and smoky kitchen, where even the shadows cast by the candle upon the wall were enough to give one the horrors. So an hour passed away, during which the silence was only broken by the bubbling of the pot and the hissing of the flames. Finally, Tip spoke again. “Have I got to drink that stuff?” he asked, nodding toward the pot. “Yes,” said Mombi. “What’ll it do to me?” asked Tip. “If it’s properly made,” replied Mombi, “it will change or transform you into a marble statue.” Tip groaned, and wiped the perspiration from his forehead with his sleeve. “I don’t want to be a marble statue!”  OF THE KETTLE OCCASIONALLY SHE WOULD DRAW NEAR THE CANDLE AND READ FROM A YELLOW PAPER THE RECIPE OF THE MESS SHE WAS CONCOCTING AS TIP WATCHED HER HIS UNEASINESS INCREASED WHAT IS THAT FOR HE ASKED FOR YOU RETURNED MOMBY BRIEFLY TIP WRIGGLED AROUND UPON HIS STOOL AND STARED AWHILE AT THE KETTLE WHICH WAS BEGINNING TO BUBBLE THEN HE WOULD GLANCE AT THE STERN AND WRINKLED FEATURES OF THE WITCH AND WISH HE WERE ANY PLACE BUT IN THAT DIM AND SMOKY KITCHEN WHERE EVEN THE SHADOWS CAST BY THE CANDLE UPON THE WALL WERE ENOUGH TO GIVE ONE THE HORRORS SO AN HOUR PASSED AWAY DURING WHICH THE SILENCE WAS ONLY BROKEN BY THE BUBBLING OF THE PO POT AND THE HISSING OF THE FLAMES FINALLY TIP SPOKE AGAIN HAVE I GOT TO DRINK THAT STUFF HE ASKED NODDING TOWARD THE POT YES SAID MOMBY WHAT WILL IT DO TO ME ASKED TIP IF IT'S PROPERLY MADE REPLIED MOMBY IT WILL CHANGE OR TRANSFORM YOU INTO A MARBLE STATUE TIP GROANED AND WIPED PERSPIRATION FROM HIS FOREHEAD WITH HIS SLEEVE I DON'T WANT TO BE A MARBLE STATUE
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