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Then, while seeming to pull it back with all his strength, he let it advance upon the scared boy: my Lady, with admirable presence of mind, kept up what she no doubt intended for a savage growl, though it was more like the purring of a cat: and Uggug backed out of the room with such haste that he tripped over the mat, and was heard to fall heavily outside an accident to which even his doting mother paid no heed, in the excitement of the moment.
But there was no room for doubt: there was the arrow, right in the centre of the bull's-eye! "The lake is close by," continued the Vice-warden. "Bring his Highness' fishing-rod!" And Uggug most unwillingly held the rod, and dangled the fly over the water. "A beetle on your arm!" cried my Lady, pinching the poor Baron's arm worse than if ten lobsters had seized it at once.
Most libraries would be terribly diminished in bulk. But just think what they would gain in quality!" "When will it be done?" she eagerly asked. "If there's any chance of it in my time, I think I'll leave off reading, and wait for it!" "Well, perhaps in another thousand years or so " "Then there's no use waiting!", said my Lady. "Let's sit down. Uggug, my pet, come and sit by me!"
Uggug looked very sulky as he received the bow and arrow, and prepared to shoot. Just as the arrow left the bow, the Vice-Warden trod heavily on the toe of the Baron, who yelled with the pain. "Ten thousand pardons! "he exclaimed. "I stepped back in my excitement. See! It is a bull's-eye!" The Baron gazed in astonishment. "He held the bow so awkwardly, it seemed impossible!" he muttered.
The Ambassador, that brought this, is waiting in the house: and he's sure to see Sylvie and Bruno: and then, when he sees Uggug, and remembers all that about 'goodness, cleverness, and beauty, why, he's sure to " "And where will you find a better boy than Uggug?" my Lady indignantly interrupted. "Or a wittier, or a lovelier?"
"You said 'Uggug indeed!" the young lady replied, with quivering lips that would curve themselves into a smile, in spite of all her efforts to look grave. "At least you didn't say it you shouted it!" "I'm very sorry," was all I could say, feeling very penitent and helpless. "She has Sylvie's eyes!" I thought to myself, half-doubting whether, even now, I were fairly awake.
"We were looking for you!" cried Sylvie, in a tone of great relief. "We do want you so much, you ca'n't think!" "What is it, dear children?" the Professor asked, beaming on them with a very different look from what Uggug ever got from him. "We want you to speak to the Gardener for us," Sylvie said, as she and Bruno took the old man's hands and led him into the hall. "He's ever so unkind!"
The Keeper pretended to be adjusting the bear's collar, which gave him an opportunity of whispering, unheard by Uggug, "my fault, I'm afraid! Quite forgot to fasten the door. Plot's ruined if he finds it out! Keep it up a minute or two longer. Be savage!"
"He left the room a few minutes ago with the Lord Chancellor," the Sub-Warden briefly explained. "Ah!" said my Lady, graciously smiling on that high official. "Your Lordship has a very taking way with children! I doubt if any one could gain the ear of my darling Uggug so quickly as you can!"
To all of which the Vice-Warden simply replied "Don't you be a great blethering goose! Our only chance is to keep those two brats out of sight. If you can manage that, you may leave the rest to me. I'll make him believe Uggug to be a model of cleverness and all that." "We must change his name to Bruno, of course?" said my Lady. The Vice-Warden rubbed his chin. "Humph! No!" he said musingly.
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