The two smaller ones came obediently. They stared her in the face attentively and seriously, awaiting the Coming of the God, while she herself broke into louder and louder explosions of laughter. Soon the infection took and they were laughing too, each shriller and more wildly than the other.

“I can’t stop! I can’t stop!” they cried at intervals.

“Come on, Edward! Look me in the face!”

“I won’t!” said Edward.

So she set on him and tickled him till he was as hysterical as the rest.

“Oh, I do want to stop, my tummy is hurting so!” complained Harry at last.