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I wish I had," said Eyebright. "It's a real nice place," went on the pink-and-gray midge. "You'd better make haste and come and see it quick, 'cause it's de-te-rotting every day; my papa said so. Don't you think Dr. Azariah P. Brown is a beau-tiful name? I do. When I'm mallied and have a little boy, I'm going to name him Dr. Azariah P. Brown, because it's the beautifulest name in the world."
But of what we shall never know, for at this precise moment Eyebright fell asleep. She must have slept a long time, for when she waked the sun had changed his place in the sky, and was shining on the western side of the village houses.
Alas, no; Miss Fitch had done nothing of the sort, for at that moment clang went the town-clock, which, as every one knew, kept the best of time, and by which all the clocks and watches in the neighborhood were set. "Pshaw, it really is!" cried Eyebright. "How short recess seems! Not longer than a minute." "Not more than half a minute," chimed in Bessie. "Oh, Eyebright, it was too lovely!
Porter did not like it at all, when he found his property in this condition, and Miss Fitch punished Eyebright, and Wealthy scolded hard; but Eyebright never could be made to see that she had done any thing naughty. "He's a wicked man, and he didn't tell the trufe," was all she would say.
A gentleman on horseback had stopped close beside them, and was looking at them with an amused expression, which changed to one of pity, as the two tear-stained faces met his eye. "Is any thing the matter? Are you in any trouble?" he asked, anxiously. "Oh no, sir; not a bit. We are only playing; we are having a splendid time," explained Eyebright.
It chanced one stray seed of Immensity fell into the pretty, petty village of Cheasing Eyebright in Kent, and from the story of its queer germination there and of the tragic futility that ensued, one may attempt following one thread, as it were to show the direction in which the whole great interwoven fabric of the thing rolled off the loom of Time. Cheasing Eyebright had of course a Vicar.
Eyebright had no idea of being disloyal to this dear old friend, but her eyes had opened to the fact that Genevieve was only wax, and do what she could, it was impossible to make her seem alive any more. Her rapid growth was another trouble, for she could not wear the clothes which she had brought with her to the island, and it was very hard to get others.
Eyebright did not hesitate an instant, but tumbled and scrambled down the bank at once, waving the lantern, and crying, "Here I am, papa! this way, papa!" as loud as she could. She had scarcely reached the beach, when another flash showed the object much nearer.
This wore off as the frock wore out, and by the time that Eyebright had ripped out half the gathers of the waist and torn a hole in the sleeve, which was pretty soon, the alpaca lost its awfulness in their eyes, and had become as any common dress. In the course of a week or two, Eyebright found herself studying, playing, and walking at recess with Bessie, quite in the old way.
Bright was relieved; but he couldn't help shaking his head a little, nevertheless. "You must make up your mind to find it pretty lonesome," he said, compassionately. "The Swiss Family Robinson didn't," replied Eyebright. "But then," she added, "there were six of them. And there'll only be four of us counting Genevieve."
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