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Updated: July 15, 2025
This side-board, now relegated to the children's play-room, had once been their pièce de resistance in such and such a street, twelve years ago, before their children had risen up and not called them blessed.
She had a shelf of her own in the play-room quite full of them, but the joy and pride of her heart were the Waverley novels, which her father had given her on her last birthday. It was a great temptation to her to spend all her pocket-money in buying new books, but she knew this would have been selfish, so she had made the following arrangement.
Just then two great hands seized Toddie's frock in front, and he disappeared with a howl, while I, with the first feeling of faintness I had ever experienced, went in search of hammer, nails, and some strips of board, to nail on the outside of the window-frame. But boards could not be found, so I went up to the play-room and began to knock a piece or two off the box which had done duty as whale.
"Shall I help you bring it home?" he offered. "Oh, please do. And Silvy, too, for it's a real giant bag of candy," explained Tiny, excitedly. So they all four marched into the play-room and tugged and tugged until they had pulled the candy bag close to the biggest hole. But oh dear me! Even the biggest hole was ever so much too small. Silver Ears sat down and scratched her head thoughtfully.
It was entered by a covered way from one of the drawing-rooms; but this entrance had long been closed, and the room itself since the family purse had become so low was only made use of as a play-room for the children in wet weather, and as a place for all kinds of lumber and rubbish.
And I had told you, Silvy, never to go to the play-room without asking," she scolded. "I'm sorry I disobeyed, Mammy," said Silver Ears. "You see, we needed the thread so badly and it was such fun to fool old Tom, that I forgot what you said. Please forgive me, Mammy?" "Yes, dear, I will forgive you this time. But oh, such a risk!" she sighed.
Willy, in a suddenly disorganised household, free from nursery rule, trotted about, proud of his courage in thus daring, at a policeman's heels. Now and again, I would hear him coming at a rush upstairs to report progress to me, who would not leave the play-room. All the bars of the doors and shutters were untouched.
Her brother, Robert, looked almost exactly like her, except that his yellow curls were shorter, he wore bigger boots that made more noise, and instead of playing with dolls and tea-sets he liked balls and bats and air-rifles. After Mr. Giant had fitted up half of the attic for his children's play-room, life was much jollier for the little Graymouses.
The greatest disappointment of the whole affair is Jack's, who wonders why it is that he and his father have no more afternoon acrobatics such as they had in the play-room that day, but until he is a good many years older his father cannot tell him, for the boy could not in the present stage of his intellectual development understand him if he tried. As for Mr.
Next day, Silver Ears discovered that all three of the holes into the play-room had been stuffed with yellow soap. "The nasty tasting stuff!" she scolded. "How can we ever get it out? If we chew new holes, I suppose they will be stuffed, too." When Mother Graymouse called upon Granny Whiskers, she found her in great trouble. "The cookies are shut tight in pails. The cheese and meat are covered.
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