“What a wonderful idea!” the mayor called, and she [?] her hands together in delight, “The children have so many [?] that they ask us about Gorde when they visit. They could ask you, and they would be so grateful. Bragog, you have had a [?] idea, and first thing in the morning we shall start to make your costume”.

Bragog left the cavern skipping with delight and headed back to his cave.