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Things they give away usually to their maids and what-not. Awfully good of them, isn't it? They pay the carriage too, he added. It was an immense relief to him. 'Things they can't wear, put in Jimbo, 'but very good things suits, blouses, shirts, collars, boots, gloves, and oh, toute sorte de choses comme ca. 'Isn't it nice of 'em, repeated Daddy.
On the little azure winds of dawn they flashed away. Jimbo, Monkey, and certain of the Sprites alone held on, but the tree-tops to which they clung were growing more and more slippery every minute. Mother, loth to return, balanced bravely on the waving spires of a larch. Her sleep that night had been so deep and splendid, she struggled to prolong it. She hated waking up too early.
Lie about in the summer and dream a bit if you like, but now it's winter, you must be more active, and make your blood circulate healthily, er and all that sort of thing." The words were kindly spoken, but the voice and manner rather deliberate. Jimbo began to look a little troubled, as his father watched him. "Come now, little man," he said more gently, "what's the matter, eh?"
'Gone! answered Jimbo. 'Gone to Australia where they're wanted. It's evening now down there. He pointed down, then up. 'Don't you see? We must hurry. She looked across the lake where the monstrous wall of Alps was dimly visible. The sky was brightening behind them. Long strata of thin cloud glimmered with faintest pink. The stars were rapidly fading. 'What ages you've been! he added.
It made him increase his pace, and in another minute he found himself among the little whirlwinds that raced about from the beating of Miss Lake's great wings. "Well done!" cried the delighted governess. "Safe at last! Now we can fly to our heart's content!" Jimbo flew up alongside, and together they dashed forward into the night. There was not much talking at first.
'The instant a sweet thought is born in your mind, he continued, 'the heavenly stables send their starry messengers to harness it for use. A ray, perhaps, from mighty Sirius picks it out of your heart at birth. 'Serious! exclaimed Jimbo, as though the sun were listening. 'Sirius another sun, that is, far bigger than our own a perfect giant, yet so far away you hardly notice him.
Jimbo, of course, had noticed it, his manner gave them to understand, but had not thought it worth while mentioning until his leader drew attention to it. 'Just as trains must have rails to run on, he explained across Cousinenry's intervening body to Monkey, 'or else there'd be accidents and things all the time.
He drew the boy close to him. "Tell me all about it, and what it is you're always thinking about so much." Jimbo brought back his mind with a tremendous effort, and said, "I don't like the winter. It's so dark and full of horrid things. It's all ice and shadows, so so I go away and think of what I like, and other places "
Jimbo was still conscious of the drawing power of the sea, but he felt that his companion was too strong for it. After fifteen minutes of fierce flight he heard the sounds of earth again, and knew that they were safe. Then the governess loosened her hold, and they flew along side by side in the direction of home.
"Be quick, Eth Miss Lake, or you'll forget it again." She laughed rather bitterly. "Oh, I never forget. I can't!" she said. "I wish I could. Your name is James Stone, and Jimbo is 'short' for James. Now you know." She might just as well have said Bill Sykes for all the boy knew or remembered. "What a silly name!" he laughed. "But it can't be my real name, or I should know it.
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