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Updated: June 1, 2025
He would often crawl through the window of her porch where shelves were cluttered in Avon bottles shaped in animal figurines, and when she saw him she would just chasten him mildly with, "You, yo-yo, get out of there. What are you thinking?" When he crawled onto her lap he felt the rugged velvety silkiness of her legs in panty hose and he would stroke them.
But at this moment the Lamb saw them, and plunged towards the carpet, shrieking, 'Panty, own Panty an' Pussy, an' Squiggle an' Bobs, oh, oh! Anthea caught him and kissed him, so did Jane; they could not help it he looked such a darling, with his blue three-cornered hat all on one side, and his precious face all dirty quite in the old familiar way.
She was a rapid performer on this instrument. The Lamb laughed with pleasure, and said, "Walky wif Panty," and rode on Robert's back with yells of joy, and tried to feed Jane with stones, and altogether made himself so agreeable that nobody could long be sorry that he was of the party.
The Baby looked at her disapprovingly, and put a sandy pink thumb in his mouth, Anthea was his favourite sister. 'Come then, she said. 'G'way long! said the Baby. 'Come to own Pussy, said Jane. 'Wants my Panty, said the Lamb dismally, and his lip trembled. 'Here, come on, Veteran, said Robert, 'come and have a yidey on Yobby's back.
'He doesn't want any improving, said Anthea as the voice of the Lamb came cooing through the open door, just as she had heard it in her heart that afternoon: 'Me loves Panty wants to come to own Panty! Probably the day would have been a greater success if Cyril had not been reading The Last of the Mohicans.
The Lamb alone unattended would go to town and have lunch at a club! Perhaps he would also have tea there. Perhaps sunset would come upon him amid the dazzling luxury of club-land, and a helpless cross sleepy baby would find itself alone amid unsympathetic waiters, and would wail miserably for "Panty" from the depths of a club arm-chair! The picture moved Anthea almost to tears.
Speechless with rage and horror, the four children were driven along the streets of Rochester. Tears of anger and shame blinded them, so that when Robert ran right into a passer-by he did not recognise her till a well-known voice said, "Well, if ever I did! Oh, Master Robert, whatever have you been a-doing of now?" And another voice, quite as well known, said, "Panty; want go own Panty!"
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