CHAPTER XXXII

AN ANT-HILL OUTRAGED "We'll have to get smaller," said the Doctor. "There's Rogers' house." They had been walking along the beach from the king's palace hardly more than a hundred yards. The Doctor and the Big Business Man were in front, and Oteo, wide-eyed and solemn, was close behind them. The Doctor was pointing down at the ground a few feet ahead. There, at a height just above their ankles, stood the Chemist's house--a little building whose roof did not reach more than half-way to their knees, even though it st…