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31.

Now Papto heard the treecutter lumbering home just then, and so did Mrs. treecutter. The treecutter was as nice a guy as you would want to meet, but his one quirk was that the mere sight of a county tree censor put him into a fit of rage. And that was why the censor was paying a neighborly visit to the wife, because he knew that the treecutter was out; and the good woman would therefore fix up the best vittles she had. As Papto watched through the hole, she threw everything on the table into cupboards and drawers and hid the censor in a trunk she used as a coffee table.

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''What are you doing on my roof?'' the treecutter asked Papto. ''You'd better come in and eat dinner with me and stay in the spare room.''

33.

Papto brought the Gflutoburger box in with him, but kept it out of sight. The wife acted very glad to see them both and set the table and gave them each a big bowl of Toriweet (a gray, tasteless paste). Papto's mouth watered thinking about the junk roast, klootifish, and the other delicacies he had seen. He brought his Gflutoburger box up to his ear and opened and closed it a few times.

34.

''What have you got there?'' asked the treecutter.

35.

''Oh, that's my Gflutospirit-guide,'' answered Papto. ''He says don't eat this Toriweet, eat the junk roast, klootifish and other things he had a Gflutospirit hide in the cupboards just now.'' ''Super!'' exclaimed the treecutter, who jumped up and found all the wonderful food which his wife had hidden there, but which he thought the Gflutospirit had brought forth. The wife of the treecutter dared not say a word, but put all the food on the table. Now Papto put his box up to his ear again and opened and closed it.

36.

''What's he say now?'' asked the treecutter. ''He says don't forget the wine behind you in that drawer.''

37.

So Papto and the treecutter enjoyed the wine also. The treecutter wanted to see the Gflutospirit this guide used to provide these wonderful things.

38.

''Can the guide conjure the Gflutospirit here for us to see?'' asked the treecutter. ''I wouldn't be troubled about looking at him; now that we finished off that wine I'm kind of loopy!''

39.

''But of course!'' said Papto. ''This guide does whatever I tell it to do, don't you?'' Here he nodded at the Gflutoburger box in his hand. ''He says 'Yes.' But the Gflutospirit is very ugly; we might puke if we were to look upon it so soon after eating.''

40.

''So who's afraid of a little barf? What will he look like?'' ''Well, you see, he'll look just like a county tree censor.'' ''Gah! That is ugly! I must tell you, I go into fits of rage when I see a county tree censor; but I'll be okay knowing that it's really a Gflutospirit.''