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Tom laughed too I must say in some ways Tom was a very good little boy in spite of his sore throat, and Racey was standing with his head on one side considering what more he would wish for in Miss Goldy-hair's basket, when wasn't it funny? there came a little tap at the door, and almost before we could say "come in," it opened, and oh, how delighted we were in walked Miss Goldy-hair herself!
"Oh yes," said Miss Goldy-hair, "she took her punishment well, and though a good while passed before she had another chance of visiting the garden, she was very patient and did her best. And when a moonlight night did come again it was all right the key turned without the least difficulty.
You won't scold Sarah, Miss Goldy-hair? Perhaps she didn't mean me to tell you. I'm so puzzled about not telling things, 'cause at home it didn't matter, we might tell everything." He looked quite anxious and afraid, but Miss Goldy-hair soon made him happy again. "No, of course I won't scold Sarah," she said. "And I like you much better to tell me anything like that, and then I can explain.
"Yes," she said, "I have several sizes of them. I've been getting them ready for my children for this cold weather." "Are they here?" said Tom. "Who?" said Miss Goldy-hair. "Your childrens," said Tom. Miss Goldy-hair shook her head. "No," she replied. "They're in a much bigger house than this. There wouldn't be room for them here."
What made you ask me that, Racey?" she added, turning to him. "I was sinking," said Racey, not at all put about. "I was just sinking that if you are really kite alone you'd better come and live with us. Or we'll go and live with you which would be best?" "I think a little of both would be best," said Miss Goldy-hair. "To-day, as Tom isn't well, you see I've come to see you.
And I can't make them good either we're getting into quarrelling ways already. I'm sure we'd be better with Pierson in the country." "Where does Pierson live?" asked the young lady. "At a village called Cray it's near Copple Copple I forget the name, but I've got it written down. You won't tell Uncle Geoff?" I added anxiously. "No," said Miss Goldy-hair, "not without your leave.
"Oh, Miss Goldy-hair, Miss Goldy-hair," we cried, "you're not going away." "I must, dears," she said, "but I shall be sure to see you to-morrow. I am going to ask your uncle to let you come and have dinner and tea with me." "But p'raps the new nurse'll come to-morrow, and she'll whip us," sobbed Racey. Miss Goldy-hair looked quite distressed. "No, dear," she said.
Racey danced forward in delight. "Audrey, Audrey," he cried, "her has got a basket, and her has come. Her said she would." Miss Goldy-hair stooped down to kiss his eager little face. Then she turned to me and kissed me too, but I felt as if I hardly deserved it. "Did you think I had forgotten you, Audrey?" she said. I felt my cheeks get very red, but I didn't speak.
"I generally read stories to them. And most likely you already know most of those I read. But sometimes I tell stories to any of them who happen to be ill and stay in bed. I'll see if I can remember one." "About fairies, please," we all called out. "I'll do my best," said Miss Goldy-hair, who by this time was opening the door to go away.
And then she looked up at Uncle Geoff. "Children," he said, "you'll have to find a new name for Miss Goldy-hair, or rather I've found one for you. How would 'Auntie' do?" Tom and Racey stared, but I, being so much older, of course understood. To Uncle Geoff's surprise I jumped up into his arms and kissed him. "Oh, Uncle Geoff," I cried, "oh, what a good plan! Is she really our auntie now?"
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