The Pinkies turned away and conversed together in low tones.
You are not like my people, the Pinkies, and there is no place for you in our country.
There was silence for a moment, while all the Pinkies seemed to think deeply.
This statement astonished all the Pinkies, who looked at the Witch inquiringly.
I wish mother could see me rulin' the Pinkies—an' Papa Griffith, too.
"And the Pinkies are anxious to get home," added Rosalie, who was present.
Then she turned to Rosalie and asked: "How would you like to rule the Pinkies?"
I think I shall have a sensible brown and green meal before I go, and then I can nibble elegantly at the pinkies.
Down in Maine years ago the pinkies used to sail equipped with numerous short poles whereby to trail for mackerel.
Obeying this injunction, the Pinkies began climbing upon the frogs, and by crowding close together all were able to find places.