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Then seeing that Tom, and I too, I dare say not Racey, he wouldn't have been surprised if Miss Goldy-hair had said she had a hundred children; he never was surprised at anything when he was a little boy. If he had heard his toy-horses talking in their stables some day, I don't believe he'd have been startled but seeing that Tom and I looked puzzled she explained what she meant to us.
"Yes," said Miss Goldy-hair, "she found herself standing in the middle of a most lovely garden.
Her face and eyes looked as if she had never hidden anything in her life. "And what was the letter, Audrey? And whom was it to?" "It was to Pierson that's our old nurse," I said. I hesitated a little and Miss Goldy-hair noticed it. "And what was it about?" she said, very kindly still, but yet in a way that I couldn't help answering.
Partridge come in?" and oh! how thankful we were when Sarah shook her head. "Thank goodness, no!" she said. Then Miss Goldy-hair came forward. She had been writing a few words in pencil on a card, and in her excitement, Sarah had hardly noticed her. "Will you give this to Dr.
And the fire was burning brightly. It was a nice room, though rather grave-looking, for there were books all round and round the walls instead of paper. The first thing she did Miss Goldy-hair, I mean was to draw us near to the fire. She put Racey down on a low chair that was standing there and began feeling us to see if we were very wet. "Not so very bad," she said, smiling for the first time.
All through this winter, as you will have known without my telling you, of course our happiness came mostly from Miss Goldy-hair. She didn't often come to see us after Tom got better, but at least twice a week we went to see her. And what happy days those were!
But yet when the last evening came we couldn't help saying to each other though of course we were sorry to leave Pierson that for always, you know, counting rainy days and all, we'd rather be in London with Uncle Geoff, and with dear Miss Goldy-hair coming to see us.
"I've brought you some things to amuse you," said Miss Goldy-hair, "for Tom can't go out, and it's a very cold, wet day, not fit for Audrey or Racey to go out either. And as your tutor won't be coming as Tom's ill, it would be a very long day for you all alone, wouldn't it?" Then she went on to explain to us what she meant us to do with the things she had brought.
I had been afraid she wouldn't like me any more when she knew what I had been thinking of doing. "No, dear," she said, "you've got into another street altogether that's why you were so puzzled. This street is very like the one you live in and they run parallel, if you know what that means." "I wish it was this street," I said. "And so do I," said Tom. "Why?" asked Miss Goldy-hair.
It's like being in a ship, starving, with lots of money and no shops to buy at." We all looked at each other with great concern. It quite went against all our notions of hospitality to have any one, more especially Miss Goldy-hair, at tea without anything nice to offer her. And we all felt too, that it would be almost worse to make use of any of the things she had brought us, for such an occasion.
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