Tut-Tut and Silas: From Robbie Forester and the Outlaws of Sherwood Street
Then came a big surprise. Tut-Tut opened his mouth and sang, “Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.”
Tut-Tut could sing? Sing without the slightest hint of stuttering? And hit every note, besides? “You can sing?” I said. “You’ve been able to sing all this time?”
“Y-y-y-ye-ye-,” he said.
Silas snapped his fingers—a snap, since he was wearing gloves, that made no sound. “Wait a minute,” he said. “All you’ve got to do is sing whatever it is you want to say.”
Tut-Tut shook his head.
“Like if you want to say, ‘Another chocolate chip cookie for me,’ all you’d have to do is sing it.”
Tut-Tut kept shaking his head, but Silas didn’t seem to notice. “Like this,” he said, and sang, “Another chocolate chip cookie for me,” in a grating voice, hitting none of the notes.
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