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He stepped easily frohteenth story to the twentieth There was no nineteenth story

Miss Zarves taught the class on the nineteenth story There was no Miss Zarves

At last he struggled up the final step to the thirtieth story He knocked on Mrs Jewls’s door with his head

Mrs Jeas in the ravity when she heard the knock “Come in,” she called

“I can’t open the door,” Louis gasped “My hands are full I have a package for you”

Mrs Jewls faced the class “Who wants to open the door for Louis?” she asked

All the children raised their hands They loved to be interrupted when they orking

“Oh dear, how shall I choose?” asked Mrs Jewls “I have to be fair about this I know! We’ll have a spelling bee And the winner will get to open the door”

Louis knocked his head against the door again “It’s heavy,” he complained “And I’m very tired”

“Just a second,” Mrs Jewls called back “Allison, the first word’s for you Heavy”

“Heavy,” said Allison “H-E-A-V-Y Heavy”

“Very good Jason, you’re next Tired”

“Tired,” said Jason “S-L-E-E-P-Y Tired”

Louis felt the package slipping frorip The corners of the box dug into the sides of his aro numb

Actually, he didn’t feel theo numb

“Jenny, package”

“Package,” said Jenny “B-O-X Package”

“Excellent!” said Mrs Jewls

Louis felt like he was going to faint

At last John opened the door “I won the spelling bee, Louis!” he said

“Very good, John,” muttered Louis

“Aren’t you going to shake my hand?” asked John

Louis shifted the box to one arain and staggered into the room

“Where do you want it, Mrs Jewls?” he asked

“I don’t know,” said Mrs Jewls “What is it?”