“Look!” Aunt Spiker shouted. “It’s growing faster than ever now! It’s speeding up!” “I see it, Spiker! I do! I do!” Bigger and bigger grew the peach, bigger and bigger and bigger. Then at last, when it had become nearly as tall as the tree that it was growing on, as tall and wide, in fact, as a small house, the bottom part of it gently touched the ground—and there it rested.
