crinkled-paper

Updated: May 26, 2025

'There, now! she said. 'I told you so! Treacle-pudding had now definitely ceased to charm. Hastily wrapping their portions in a Spectator of the week before the week before last, they hid them behind the crinkled-paper stove-ornament, and fled upstairs to reconnoitre and to hold a hurried council. 'Pax, said Cyril handsomely when they reached their mother's bedroom.

E. (Edith) Nesbit - Five Children and It