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Updated: June 29, 2025
"Playing with a boy!" exclaimed Miss Grizzel. "A boy in my grounds, and you, my niece, to have played with him!" "Yes," said Griselda coolly, "and I want to play with him again." "Griselda," said her aunt, "I am too astonished to say more at present. Go to bed." "Why should I go to bed? It is not my bedtime," cried Griselda, blazing up.
All the way home Griselda felt in a fever of impatience to rush up to the ante-room and see if the cuckoo was all right again. It was late and dark when the chariot at last stopped at the door of the old house. Miss Grizzel got out slowly, and still more slowly Miss Tabitha followed her. Griselda was obliged to restrain herself and move demurely.
"Nothing," agreed Miss Tabitha; "there really is nothing like it." "Aunt Grizzel," said Griselda, after a few moments' silence, "was my grandmother quite young when she died?" "Yes, my love, very young," replied Miss Grizzel with a change in her voice. "And was her husband very sorry?" pursued Griselda. "Heart-broken," said Miss Grizzel.
Improve these golden hours of youth, Griselda; they will never return." "I hope not," muttered Griselda, "if it means doing sums." Miss Grizzel fortunately was a little deaf; she did not hear this remark. Just then the cuckoo clock struck eleven. "Good little cuckoo," said Miss Grizzel. "What an example he sets you.
Grizzel had gone out, wearing her hat, carrying her basket, and accompanied by the large and capable Laddie. Most likely she would come back presently with some simple explanation to account for everything. "I think she has gone for a walk. She got down somehow and ran off to give Hugh a fright. Let's go and look for her along the road," was Mollie's next proposal.
"All right, Carroty-cross-patch. You won't get any if we do," Hugh replied politely. "Don't want it, Goggle-eyed-guinea-pig." Grizzel got up and walked off, her sun-bonnet dangling down her back and her red curls waving over her head. No one took any notice of these little amenities.
If you want to make a fortune it is better to make something that everyone wants, rich and poor. Soap might do." "Jam," said Grizzel. "I'm not sure if it is right to make fortunes at all," said Mollie slowly. "Why not?" asked the other three all at once. "Because it doesn't seem fair, somehow. Some people are so frightfully rich, and some people haven't even enough to eat.
Then said Miss Grizzel "We have a cuckoo, my dear, though it isn't in a cage, and it isn't exactly the sort of cuckoo you are thinking of. It lives in a clock." "In a clock," repeated Miss Tabitha, as if to confirm her sister's statement. "In a clock!" exclaimed Griselda, opening her grey eyes very wide.
"You might call at the Fairy Dell and get the Gordello," Prudence suggested for after all she and Grizzel had made the new drink in a fit of remorse "Mr. Smith will perhaps like to taste it." The family melted away, and Mamma with the two girls settled down to needlework.
Come and get your water-melon, and we'll go straight to the Dell and rest and eat peaches there. If you ate them now you might die all of a sudden, and that would be so awkward for Grizzel and me." Mollie thought it would be more awkward for her, but did not argue.
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