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"Oh!" cried Terry, "to think they can sing so sweetly and behave so cruelly!" "I suppose it's only their way," said Turly. "I think birds have to be cruel, or they couldn't live. See them picking up the worms, and smashing the snail-shells against the stones!" "And men are cruel too," said Terry. "They kill the lambs " Here their talk was interrupted by an unusual and startling sight.
There's no Mary-ness in you, you shocking girl, that couldn't do your little bit of practising without running after helmets." Here another attempt was made to dislodge Turly's head, while Terry stood wringing her hands. "I say, Nurse," said Turly, "don't you go abusing Terry for nothing.
"And do you think " but Terry's arms were round her Granny's neck, and the kisses of her fresh young lips were sweet on the wrinkled cheeks. "There, there, Terry, my darling, we must talk about it another time. You won't do it again, will you, Terry?" "I won't indeed, Granny, not if you don't like it. But do give me a huge, gigantic hug, Granny darling! And only look at Turly.
The contrast between him and the light-limbed, quick-speaking Terry was remarkable, and to no one more obvious than to Turly himself, who had the most adoring admiration of his lively sister. "Are they to have their tea in the nursery, madam?" asked Nurse Nancy, who had been standing by, a witness of Granny's attempt and failure to scold. "No, Nancy; no! Terencia is going to be good.
"Come then," said Nurse; "and I must see about sending to Dublin for a surgeon, though how I'm to manage all without your Gran'ma knowing, I'm sure I'm at my wits' ends to guess." Turly ate his dinner with great vigour, but Terry sat miserable and without appetite. "I put the pot on his head," she thought, "and it will require a surgeon from Dublin to get it off.
"Two stories," said Terry. "Have you never been up in them?" said Turly. "No," said Terry. "I peeped up the stairs once or twice, but it looked rather lonely, so I didn't care to." "I think it would be great fun to go up and see what they're like," said Turly. "Some of them are servants' bedrooms," said Terry. "But there are other parts besides, I know." "Do come up and see, Terry."
We're going out to sea, and we can't get back again!" Turly looked around and saw that she was right, but did not like to confess so much. "Of course we're going out to sea," he said, "but why shouldn't we come back again?" "What's to bring us back?" said Terry. "We've no oars or sails, and if we had we're not big enough to use them." "The tide is going out," said Turly, "and it's taking us.
Here is Nurse Nancy's gown, not her best stuff, nor her clean cotton, but the cotton she had on yesterday morning. And here's her cap, the one she has put away for the wash, and yet it's nice enough. Now sit up, Vulcan, and let me dress you!" "You are taking away two of his legs again, and he won't like it," said Turly. "Oh! he won't care now, because he is sitting.
The end of it was that a splendid mess was made for the gulls, and spread in little heaps under the trees, and all about the lawn, and even under the windows, for Terry and Turly wanted to be able to watch them at their dinner, and they could not stay out of doors, as gulls are so easily frightened. From behind the curtain the children watched them circling, circling downward.
Turly, who was riding from Kimberley to Pretoria on the newly-painted rocking-horse, waved an assent, and Nurse Nancy left the nursery without misgiving. She was not long gone before Terry began to get impatient with the new dolls.
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