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And right there she had a suspicion that that was one reason she had loved Avrillia from the first: she couldn't do arithmetic! To be sure, Sara herself couldn't add all that mixture in her head at least not with all those lovely children about but it sounded like a great deal more than seventy; and there certainly looked to be a million.
Oh, yes, they were beautiful, but wild wilder even than the Plynck's. The Teacup, however, had quite tame eyes; it must be confessed that, when Sara saw the effect of the thermometer upon Avrillia she wished for the Teacup, a little. But Avrillia merely called Yassuh in her sweet, controlled voice, and, when he appeared, said to him quietly,
He led them to a little Chinese restaurant where a dumb-waiter with a pigtail noiselessly served them with very good things to eat though Avrillia said the prices were outrageous. As they were dipping their eyelashes daintily in the finger-bowls, Pirlaps said, "Well, Sara, shall we go with Avrillia, or would you rather stay here?" "Oh, let's go!" cried Sara.
"They will do very nicely," said Avrillia. "Now a thimble a really good one, please, that is thoroughly finger-broken, and has a tractable disposition and some sense. The one this little girl has now is simply abominable, and wouldn't push a needle through cobweb not to mention the heavy textiles they are obliged to use in her country.
Yassuh came along behind him, carrying the step. "You see, marriage is very civilizing, Sara," he said, in his gay, kind way. "I wouldn't do this for anybody but Avrillia. How's the poetry, Avrillia?" "Doing nicely, thank you," said Avrillia, pleasantly. "How's the painting?" "Flourishing," said Pirlaps, cheerfully. "How are the children?" "I haven't seen them this week," said Avrillia.
And then Avrillia insisted on buying all sorts of things for the dolls at home gorgeous oriental costumes for the Japanese doll, sailor-suits for the Billiken, and a handsome fur overcoat, of a conservative style and cut, for the Brown Teddy-Bear. "Now," said Pirlaps, "we'll have luncheon it's getting rather late and then I suppose Avrillia will have to call on her poor families."
At least," she added, glancing up at the Plynck, who was still circling beautifully around the fountain, "she thinks so. And as long as I live neighbor to her it's sort-of up to me to respect her standards." Avrillia! Ah, now Sara remembered! She had meant to go straight to find Pirlaps and Avrillia!
We didn't want that, so we just raked it up into piles and burned it." As he talked, Schlorge was busy fitting the stump exactly to the root that was left in the ground, so that it would grow back just right when the snow melted. "I have to hurry," explained Schlorge, working away with an anxious expression, "because I have an announcement to make to you a message from Avrillia."
They caught the scallop-shell boat, though they had to run for it, and they were quite quiet all the way home. Avrillia sat by the rail, watching the gulls, and dreaming; and Sara strained her eyes for a long time to catch the last glimpse of the little magic, toy City of Zinariola.
But it must be very good otherwise, it isn't worth while to spend your time on it." But just then the thermometer went off. Yes, the thermometer. Well, perhaps you do set the alarm-clock; but Avrillia was a poetess, and a fairy besides, and she set the alarm-thermometer.
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