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When Jamie said, "Be a bear, Diddy," or "Be a bogey-man," Elizabeth would go down on her knees and growl and roar, or pull her hair over her face, make goggle-eyes, and hop madly about until the little brother was screaming with ecstatic terror.
Lady Kathleen and her party came by just at that moment, and when she saw Diddy with her ribbons and the Twins beside her, the Lady Kathleen stopped. The Twins could hardly take their eyes off her sweet face and her pretty dress, and the flowered hat, but she asked them all sorts of questions, and finally they found themselves telling her the story of how they found the pig.
The Twins wanted to get home because the Secret was getting so big inside of them, they knew they couldn't possibly hold it in much longer, and they didn't want to let it out until they were at home and could tell their Father and Mother both at the same time. So they said good-bye to Diddy, and Eileen took off the ribbons and kept them to remember her by. Then they hurried away.
The sun was just peeping over the distant hills, when Colleen started up the road, pulling the cart with Diddy in it, squealing "like a dozen of herself" Mrs McQueen said. Mr McQueen led the donkey, and Larry and Eileen followed on foot. They had on shoes and stockings, and Eileen had on a clean apron and a bright little shawl, so they looked quite gay.
My uncle was by this time the father of three small boys, Tom, Trevenen alias Budge and Richard "Diddy." We went first to the telegraph station at Charing Cross. Then, about 4, we got a message from Walrond "nothing certain is known, but it is rumored that you are ahead."
Mr McQueen just said, "Ask them!" pointing to the Twins. The Twins were very much scared to be talking to the Judges, but they told about the Tinkers and how they found Diddy in the bog, and the Judges nodded their heads and looked very wise, and finally the chief one said, "Faith, there's not her equal in the whole Fair! She gets the blue ribbon, or I'm no Judge."
'Aw, that's easy, he says " 'Sojer, sojer, Diddy, diddy, dodger! "'Now hand me over the money, he says. I could have slapped his ear." Almost as he ended his simple story, the procession came to a halt: the strains of Tom Bowling changed into noisy and, on the part of the ladies, very unladylike expostulations. Mr. Jope started forward and leaned out of the window. "I think," said the Rev. Mr.
She was almost ready to cry because her Father laughed at her. "We've fed the pig and fed her, until she's so fat she can hardly walk, and we are going to wash her clean, and I have a ribbon to tie on her ear. Diddy will look so fine and stylish, I'm sure some one will want to buy her!" Mrs McQueen was just setting away a pan of milk. She stopped with the pan in her hand.
He had harnessed Colleen and had loaded the pig into the cart somehow, and tied her securely. This must have been hard work, for Diddy had made up her mind she wasn't going to the Fair. Mr McQueen had found room, too, for some crocks of butter, and several dozen eggs carefully packed in straw. When breakfast was over, Mrs McQueen brought a stick with notches cut in it and gave it to Mr McQueen.
People were hurrying to and fro, carrying all sorts of goods and arranging them for sale on counters in little stalls, around an open square in the centre of the grounds. Cattle were being driven to their pens, horses were being brushed and curried, sheep were bleating, cows were lowing, and even the hens and ducks added their noise to the concert. Diddy herself squealed with all her might.
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