The idyllic friendship of those shy pin-eyed, buck-toothed hippos ambles on through Martha's dance recital, George's unsuccessful attempt to disguise himself as an Indian, a French lesson ("Voulez-vous m'embrasser?"), and the planting of cut tulips in Martha's garden; it even survives Martha's bad case of sunburn because "George never said 'I told you so!'" The "two great chums," decked out here in dancing costumes and enormous horizontal striped bathing suits, have grown tamer since their first outing, but their ingenuous exercises in mutual admiration are worth the encore.