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'Excuse me, said Mrs Biddle, with fierce politeness, 'these objects are deposited behind MY stall. Some unknown donor who does good by stealth, and would blush if he could hear you claim the things. Of course they are for me. 'My stall touches yours at the corner, said poor Miss Peasmarsh, timidly, 'and my cousin did promise
For from that day she was never anything like so disagreeable as she was before, and she sent a lovely silver tea-pot and a kind letter to Miss Peasmarsh when the pretty lady married the nice curate; just after Easter it was, and they went to Italy for their honeymoon. 'I wish we could find the Phoenix, said Jane. 'It's much better company than the carpet.
It was a happy and busy afternoon, and when Miss Peasmarsh and the girls had sold every single one of the little pretty things from the Indian bazaar, far, far away, Anthea and Jane went off with the boys to fish in the fishpond, and dive into the bran-pie, and hear the cardboard band, and the phonograph, and the chorus of singing birds that was done behind a screen with glass tubes and glasses of water.
Now think before you speak, and tell me the truth. 'We found a Fairy, said Jane obediently. 'No nonsense, please, said her mother sharply. 'Don't be silly, Jane, Cyril interrupted. Then he went on desperately. 'Look here, mother, we've never seen the things before, but Lady Chittenden at Peasmarsh Place lost all her jewellery by wicked burglars last night. Could this possibly be it?
Now think before you speak, and tell me the truth." "We found a Fairy," said Jane obediently. "No nonsense, please," said her mother sharply. "Don't be silly, Jane," Cyril interrupted. Then he went on desperately. "Look here, mother, we've never seen the things before, but Lady Chittenden at Peasmarsh Place lost all her jewellery by wicked burglars last night. Could this possibly be it?"
'I always speak my mind, as you know, Miss Peasmarsh; and, I must say, I am surprised. She turned to the crowd. 'There is no entertainment here, she said sternly. 'A very naughty little boy has accidentally hurt himself, but only slightly. Will you please disperse? It will only encourage him in naughtiness if he finds himself the centre of attraction. The crowd slowly dispersed.
There's been burglars over at Peasmarsh Place Beale's just told me and they've took every single one of Lady Chittenden's diamonds and jewels and things, and she's a-goin' out of one fainting fit into another, with hardly time to say "Oh, my diamonds!" in between. And Lord Chittenden's away in London. 'Lady Chittenden, said Anthea; 'we've seen her.
'Jolly little kids, yes, but what about you will let it be directly after Easter. Ah, do say you will And Jane ran back and said, before Anthea could drag her away, 'What are you going to do after Easter? Miss Peasmarsh smiled and looked very pretty indeed. And the curate said 'I hope I am going to take a trip to the Fortunate Islands.
So that when Mrs Biddle appealed to the bazaar committee, and the corner of the stall was lifted and shifted, so that stout clergymen and heavy ladies could get to the corner without creeping under stalls, the blue paper was discovered, and all the splendid, shining Indian things were given over to Miss Peasmarsh, and she sold them all, and got thirty-five pounds for them.
'We ought to get back to the stall, said Anthea, when no one could possibly eat any more, and the curate was talking in a low voice to Miss Peas marsh about 'after Easter'. 'There's nothing to go back for, said Miss Peasmarsh gaily; 'thanks to you dear children we've sold everything. 'There there's the carpet, said Cyril. 'Oh, said Miss Peasmarsh, radiantly, 'don't bother about the carpet.
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