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Updated: June 9, 2025
And once Larkin had flashed past on horseback, Howie tearing along not far behind, it having come to their ears five minutes before that a cottage far away through the bush was opened, its occupants having come up by the night train. "When I grow up," said Muffie enviously, "I'll be a grocer's boy."
And Muffie now occupied the seat on the summer-house roof, and did not lose the opportunity of demonstrating to Max that girls kept their balance much better than boys. "I've finished come and listen," cried Pauline at last. Lynn sat upright at once and tried to disentangle her drama from her story. Muffie slid comfortably down from her perch. But Max was not ready.
Robinson now engaged in sewing skin coats with a porcupine needle and flax, since the more active part of Fritz, shooting and shouting down below, was fraught with too much danger. "I can't make Tentholm, 'less I have the diny-room tablecloth," said Muffie. "Well, go and get it," said Pauline.
Muffie was still blissfully untroubled by the need of orthography, and scribbled steadily over four pages, her lips moving all the time to such tune as "'so we went down the gully and ferns, such a lot. And I got the best of all, and it's under the house for you in a tin from Anna, and all of it's for you in the bushhouse at our proper house and daddie."
"Wait a minte," he cried, "I'm nearly down to the fire oh, oh, I can feel it on my hand I b'leeve my spade's aginning to melt." But Pauline insisted on his instant attendance within doors. "'Once upon a time'," she began, "'there was a beautiful mother'." "As beautiful as ours?" asked Lynn. "Beautifuller," said Pauline. Lynn argued the point hotly, with Muffie to back her.
But the assailants were as alarmed and angry at their position now as the attacked and, while some sought safety by running up Lynn's sleeves, thus forcing her also to dance and scream, the remainder swarmed higher and higher up the luckless Muffie. Miss Bibby's presence of mind quite deserted her.
The breaking out included a tricycle for Muffie, who was ever in hot water with Max for stealing rides on "Trike" just when that gentleman needed the steed himself.
Lynn, Muffie and Max had evidently been at work on their letters, but had all evidently pulled up suddenly, for each displayed a blot as a full stop. Max was the first to recover himself. He remembered he had a use for this man. "Did you ling me a lalagmite?" he demanded. "Oh, yes," cried Muffie, "our stalagtites, did you break some off?
"You won't," said Lynn, who was subject to fits of pessimism, "you'll never spend it. Anna will never have finished washing up. Miss Bibby will never have finished writing to mamma. We'll never get up to the shops. We'll have to stop shut up here for ever." "But why," said Muffie, who was only six, and easily bewildered by words, "why can't we do like always and ever when we come up here?"
"Max and Muffie remind me of Miss Bibby, and Miss Bibby reminds me of a duty to be performed," he said; "I've promised to read her story. Well, if England expects every man this day to do his duty, Australia may expect duty this day to do a man." Kate heard him going heavily back to his study.
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