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"She'll have to make new maps, then," said Turly, "after we have come back from our voyages." They pottered about in the boat for a while, talking make-believe out-on-the-ocean talk, hauling sails and working the helm. Turly was captain, and Terry had to be the entire crew. At last Turly said: "We don't sail a bit; we only joggle. Do you think I might untie the rope?"
They sha'n't say I led you into mischief this time," said Terry. "I'll take care you don't fall down the back stairs." "I can take care of that myself," said Turly. "No, you can't. You are not as old as I am, so hold on to me well in case the stairs are slippy." They went out on the landing very quietly, "not to make any fuss", as Terry said, and made for the gate at the top of the stairs.
"I wonder if Granny was rocked in it!" said Terry. "She would have to be very little," said Turly dubiously. "Of course she was little. I can quite fancy Gran'ma little. Some people must have been born grown-up. Miss Goodchild was born grown-up, I know. Of course she's nice, but she couldn't ever have been little, Turly." "Nobody could be born grown-up," said Turly.
When it begins to come in it will bring us back." "Oh, it won't come back for hours and hours! And how can we tell where we are going?" Turly was quiet now, and came to sit with Terry in the bottom of the boat. "It's the only way to keep it steady," said Terry. "Let us ask God to take care of us!" "Of course He will; He walked on the sea. Aren't we silly not to have thought of that before?"
"Miss Goodchild taught me to make it, Granny, and she said you would like me to have it; and I have worked you such a pretty linen cover for your prayer-book; Nancy is going to unpack it after tea. And doesn't Turly look sweet in his velvet knickers? The pockets of his other things are all gone in holes with marbles. And oh, Turly, only see what a lovely tea Granny is going to give us!
Just look at his big eyes and his nose pointed up at us. Now, that is the kind of creature I want to play with. But there he is shut up in his cage, and we " "Can't we go down to him?" said Turly. "It's too wet. Nurse would be in such a fuss if we played in the yard. But I don't see why we mightn't bring him up. He's the watch-dog, and watch-dogs are only wanted there at night.
"No, no!" cried Terry; "we're only pretending. You know we have neither oars nor sails." "I suppose it is better not," said Turly, as a healthy sensation of hunger reminded him that he could hardly return from discovering a new continent before dinner. However, the rope, as if it resented having been interfered with in doing its duty, now played them an unkind trick.
"Very old dresses I'm sure they must be. Oh, Turly!" Turly had climbed up and unhooked some things which had caught his fancy. He carried them to the light and examined them. "It's a soldier's uniform," he said, "and it must be very old. It's all stuffy and moth-eaten, and the gold is nearly black. There are green things on it. I know what it is, Terry.
"The pony's knees!" shrieked Nurse, throwing up her hands and her eyes in despair. "I tell you Lally will make him all right!" said Turly. "Ponies and men don't make a row over a scratch as women do!" "If Lally cures him I'll give him all my pocket-money for a year," said Terry, wiping her own eyes and patting Jocko's nose. "Oh, here is Mr. Lally! Do you think you can cure poor Jocko's knees, Mr.
At least poor people generally do." "How do you know he is poor?" "Oh, Turly, how you do keep contradicting! Now I'll tell you what I am going to do. I'll just get out the pony quite early in the morning and ride to Connolly's farm, and be back with the eggs for Gran'ma's breakfast." Turly opened his eyes wide with admiration, but he was not convinced.
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