Mystiffio stuck his head in the door.
"Goodbye," he said. "Ready, dear?"
"Yes," Alice said, moving to the door. "I'm ready."
"Now wait a minute," I cried. "Where are you two going? You're the
last act I've got."
"I am enlisting!" Mystiffio said proudly.
"As what?"
"Signal corps, in charge of messenger pigeons."
Mystiffio flapped his coat tail and a lone pigeon fluttered into the
air. "I've had a lot of experience with the little devils."