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Updated: May 11, 2025
And so it happened that, while we two conspirators lay shaking in the bracken, her friends turned their car wonderingly round and drove slowly back into the village away from her they sought. Another hour and a half of somewhat desultory rehearsal found us 'wootle' perfect and ready for anything.
The first quarrel seemed to lack its wonted bitterness. Punch appeared halfhearted, and Judy was simply walking through. I glanced at the girl and stroked her pig-tail my pig-tail. "Wootle," I said encouragingly. "Wootle, wootle." She started at my touch. Then she seemed to remember, and flung herself into her part with abandon. When the ghost was on, I had a brilliant idea.
We had oceans of time, for the fete did not begin till two. But we agreed there must be a rehearsal of some kind. "What do you know about yourself, Punch?" "I have a foggy recollection of domestic differences." "You used to beat me cruelly." "Ah, but you had a nagging tongue, Judy. I can hear your defiant 'wootle' now."
Her lips parted in a smile at the reminiscence, and before they closed again she had slipped something between them. The next instant the wood rang with a regular hurricane of toots and wootles. "Oh, Judy!" "Wootle?" she said inquiringly. "Rather! But hush you'll wake the echoes." "And why not? They ought to be up and about by now." I shook my head.
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