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Just fifteen thousand dollars, and he had thrown away more than that upon a poker game, before now! "Lord!" exclaimed Adam, "the very sight o' that theer Grimes's pig eyes a-starin' at Miss Anthea's furnitur' do make the Old Adam rise up in me to that amazin' extent, Mr. Belloo sir why, jest look at 'im a-thumpin' an' a poundin' at that theer chair!"
He wriggled off Anthea's lap. 'Mammy's asleep, said Jane, hastily. 'Come and be wild beasts in a cage under the table. But the Lamb caught his feet and hands, and even his head, so often and so deeply in the holes of the carpet that the cage, or table, had to be moved on to the linoleum, and the carpet lay bare to sight with all its horrid holes.
He watched his opportunity and threw a handful of sand into Anthea's face, and then suddenly burrowed his own head in the sand and waved his fat legs in the air. Then of course the sand got into his eyes, as it had into Anthea's, and he howled. The thoughtful Robert had brought one solid brown bottle of ginger-beer with him, relying on a thirst that had never yet failed him.
And the face was painted in coloured patches. It had long black hair, and in the hair were feathers! Every child's mouth in the room opened, and stayed open. The pudding was growing white and cold on their plates. No one could move. Suddenly the feathered head was cautiously withdrawn, and the spell was broken. I am sorry to say that Anthea's first words were very like a girl.
We've only just PLAYED with the Amulet so far. We've got to work it now WORK it for all it's worth. And it isn't only Mother either. There's Father out there all among the fighting. I don't howl about it, but I THINK Oh, bother the soap! The grey-lined soap had squirted out under the pressure of his fingers, and had hit Anthea's chin with as much force as though it had been shot from a catapult.
So a leaf was torn from Anthea's arithmetic book, and on it Cyril wrote in large round-hand the following: We wish you to go to your dear native home, and bring back the most beautiful and delightful productions of it you can and not to be gone long, please. Then the paper was laid on the carpet.
The growling was the heavy regular breathing of her sister Jane, who had a slight cold and was still asleep. The rain fell in slow drops on to Anthea's face from the wet corner of a bath-towel out of which her brother Robert was gently squeezing the water, to wake her up, as he now explained.
The Lamb came with his pretty hair all tumbled and his face all dusty from the destruction of Pompeii, and instantly became a baby snake, hissing and wriggling and creeping in Anthea's arms, as she said 'I love my little baby snake, He hisses when he is awake, He creeps with such a wriggly creep, He wriggles even in his sleep. 'Crocky, said the Lamb, and showed all his little teeth.
'I believe a hippopotamus is going to happen to us, said Jane 'a very, very big one. They had all turned to face the danger. 'Don't be silly little duffers, said the Psammead in its friendly, informal way; 'it's not a river-horse. It's a human. It was. It was a girl of about Anthea's age.
The bag was made INTO a bag with old Nurse's sewing machine, and the strings of it were Anthea's and Jane's best red hair ribbons. At tea-time, when the boys had come home with a most unfavourable report of the St james's Park ducks, Anthea ventured to awaken the Psammead, and to show it its new travelling bag.
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