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If you come to think of it, he was the only person who could know where they were, because Jimmy didn't know that he was a boy and indeed he wasn't really and the Ugly-Wugly couldn't be expected to know anything real, such as where boys were.
"Then we can get out that way I do think you might have said so," Gerald's voice came up to say. "I didn't think of it," said Mabel. "At least And I suppose it goes past the place where the Ugly-Wugly found its good hotel." "I'm not going," said Kathleen positively, "not in the dark, I'm not. So I tell you!"
"And it's broad daylight just look at the sun," Gerald insisted. "Come on!" He took a hand of each, and they walked resolutely towards the bank of rhododendrons behind which Jimmy and the Ugly-Wugly had been told to wait, and as they went Gerald said: "He's real" "The sun's shining" "It'll all be over in a minute."
A gentleman, indeed, was now to be seen approaching. It was the elderly Ugly-Wugly. "Oh! don't you remember Jerry?" Kathleen cried, "and Cathy, your own Cathy Puss Cat? Dear, dear Jimmy, don't be so silly!" "Little girl," said That, looking at her crossly through his spectacles, "I am sorry you have not been better brought up." And he walked stiffly towards the Ugly-Wugly.
Then the horrible Ugly-Wugly and Jimmy, hardly less horrible in the eyes of Gerald, passed down the stairs where, in the dusk of the lower landing, two boys were making themselves as undistinguishable as possible, and so out into the street, talking of stocks and shares, bears and bulls. The two boys followed. "I say," the door-mat-headed boy whispered admiringly, "whatever are you up to?"
"You wouldn't like me to get into trouble, I'm sure," he urged; and the Ugly-Wuglies, for the last time kind and reasonable, agreed that this, of all things, they would most deplore. "You take it," Gerald urged, pressing the bicycle lamp on the elderly Ugly-Wugly; "you're the natural leader. Go straight ahead. Are there any steps?" he asked Mabel in a whisper.
But it was daylight, and Gerald was not a coward. "We must find the others," he said. "I imagine," said the elderly Ugly-Wugly, "that they have gone to bathe. Their clothes are in the wood." He pointed stiffly. "You two go and see," said Gerald. "I'll go on dabbing this chap's head."
Is there a lodge or anything?" "There's a secret passage," Mabel began but at the moment the yard-door opened and an Ugly-Wugly put out its head and looked anxiously down the street. "Righto!" Gerald ran to meet it. It was all Mabel could do not to run in an opposite direction with an opposite motive.
"He's got the coat that hung in the hall on, anyway," said Jimmy. "No, it's only like it. Let's get back to the unconscious stranger." They did, and Gerald begged the elderly Ugly-Wugly to retire among the bushes with Jimmy; "because, said he, "I think the poor bailiff's coming round, and it might upset him to see strangers and Jimmy'll keep you company.
"You lead the way, my lad, with the lantern," said the suburban Ugly-Wugly in his bluff, agreeable way. "I I must stay behind to close the door," said Gerald. "The Princess can do that. We'll help her," said the wreathed one with effusion; and Gerald thought her horribly officious. He insisted gently that he would be the one responsible for the safe shutting of that door.
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