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There was a sound of muffled, shuffled feet on the stairs. Like the heroine of the classic poem, Jane 'thought it was the boys', and as she felt quite wide awake, and not nearly so tired as before, she crept gently from Anthea's side and followed the footsteps.
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 treacle-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 Suddenly the feathered head was cautiously withdrawn, and the spell was broken.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.
"I think Anthea's right, but we shall want a most awful lot of feathers." "I'll go down to the hen-house," said Robert. "There's one of the turkeys in there it's not very well. I could cut its feathers without it minding much. It's very bad doesn't seem to care what happens to it. Get me the cutting-out scissors." Earnest reconnoitring convinced them all that no Indians were in the poultry-yard.
'E told me as Job Jagway was up and about again, likewise Job Jagway will be over 'ere to-morrow, along wi' the rest of 'em for the sale, sir." "Ah yes, the sale!" said Bellew, thoughtfully. "To think o' that there Job Jagway a coming over here to buy Miss Anthea's furnitur' do set the Old Adam a workin' inside o' me to that amazin' extent as I can't sit still, Mr. Belloo sir!
As he spoke, he took Anthea's left hand, drawing it out into the moonlight, so that Small Porges could see the shining ring upon her finger. "Oh!" said he, nodding his head, "then that makes it all right I s'pose. An' you aren't angry with me 'cause I let a great, big gnome come an' carry you off, are you, Auntie Anthea?" "No, dear." "Why then, everything's quite magnif'cent, isn't it?
She had taken Anthea's hand, and was holding it very firmly; and Anthea could not help wondering what would happen if Robert should have wandered off or turned his proper size during the interval.
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.
"Well, you see, it doesn't rest with me altogether, my Porges." "Then who " he was beginning, but Anthea's soft voice interrupted him. "Georgy dear, didn't Prudence send you to tell us that breakfast was ready?" "Oh yes! I was forgetting, awfull' silly of me wasn't it! But you are going to stay Oh a long, long time, aren't you, Uncle Porges?" "I sincerely Hope so!" answered Bellew.
They heard the side door open and close, and they knew that each brother had gone out with at least one cat. Anthea's last thought was that it would take at least all night to get rid of one hundred and ninety-nine cats by twos. There would be ninety-nine journeys of two cats each, and one cat over. 'I almost think we might keep the one cat over, said Anthea.
The Lamb had bread soaked in hot water and brown sugar sprinkled on the top. He liked this very much, and consented to let the two gipsy women feed him with it, as he sat on Anthea's lap. All that long hot afternoon Robert and Cyril and Anthea and Jane had to keep the Lamb amused and happy, while the gipsies looked eagerly on.
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