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Updated: July 25, 2025
Now I will get back to the afternoon that Miss Goldy-hair came to have tea with us. When Sarah had taken away the tea-things and made the room look quite neat, the boys began to think it was time that they got a little of Miss Goldy-hair's attention. "Miss 'Doldy-hair," said Racey, clambering up on her knee, "zou promised us a story."
Miss Goldy-hair stopped to consider a little. "Let me see," she said. "Yes, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll come and have tea with you if you'll invite me." We all clapped our hands at this. "And after tea," said Tom, "will you tell us a story? I am sure you must know stories, Miss Goldy-hair, for all your poor little children. Don't you tell them stories?" "There are so many of them," she said.
They thought it was great fun to play at Letty and the dove, and they pretended to get into the garden through the door of the cupboard where our cloaks hung. And the play lasted them for a good while without their getting tired of it, and Miss Goldy-hair was quite pleased, and said that was one way of turning the key in the lock, and not a bad way either for such little boys.
Suddenly the words came into her mind 'Be good and gentle and do your work well if the door is ever closed to you it will be by your own fault, and Letty's conscience whispered to her that it was by her own fault." Miss Goldy-hair paused a minute as if she wanted to hear what we had to say. "And did she never get in again?" said Tom. "Oh, poor Letty!"
I've plenty to do at home," said Miss Goldy-hair, shaking her head gently at Racey. "You could do it all here," said Tom. "I don't see the good of people being as rich as rich as rich as you are, Miss Goldy-hair if they can't do what they like." Miss Goldy-hairs face got a little red again, and she looked rather troubled.
And we thought Tom and I at least what a good thing it was we had lost our way that night and had found Miss Goldy-hair, instead of running away to Pierson. And all the way home in the train we kept thinking how nice it would be to see her Miss Goldy-hair again, and wondering if she'd be at the house when we got out of the cab.
I felt anxious and fidgety, even though I was so pleased about having found Miss Goldy-hair; and I thought Tom didn't seem to care enough. "How stupid you are, Tom," I said. "You knew I had written to Pierson to tell her I was going to take you and Racey to her." "I didn't know it until I heard you tell her," said Tom. "I don't think we could go to Pierson's, Audrey. We might get lost again."
And after tea, before beginning to tell us the story, Miss Goldy-hair and I had a nice little talk. She had such a nice way of talking she made you sorry without making you feel cross, if you know how I mean.
"Miss Goldy-hair," I said, "isn't there something to find out like in the story of Letty?" Miss Goldy-hair smiled. "Think about it," she said. "I suspect you will be able to tell me something if you do." But the boys didn't care to find out anything else.
"To-day you will be happy any way, I think, for I have got an invitation for you. You know whom it's from?" "Yes," said Tom and I together. Tom, who had been lying quite still in my arms all this time listening half sleepily, started up in excitement. "Yes," we said, "it's from Miss Goldy-hair." "Miss how much?" said Uncle Geoff. We couldn't help laughing.
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