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Updated: June 10, 2025
Do put on that lovely purple frock, Martha, and the hat with the pink cornflowers, and the yellow-lace collar. Jane'll finish laying the cloth, and I'll wash the Lamb and get him ready." As she washed the unwilling Lamb and hurried him into his best clothes, Anthea peeped out of the window from time to time; so far all was well she could see no Red Indians.
When they grew calmer, Anthea put her handkerchief in her pocket and her arm round Jane, and said "It can't be for more than one night. We can signal with our handkerchiefs in the morning. They'll be dry then. And someone will come up and let us out" "And find the syphon," said Cyril gloomily; "and we shall be sent to prison for stealing" "You said it wasn't stealing.
'Oh, she cried, 'mother and father! Oh, how awful! They'll think we're burned to cinders. Oh, let's go this minute and tell them we aren't. 'We should only miss them, said the sensible Cyril. 'Well YOU go then, said Anthea, 'or I will. Only do wash your face first. Mother will be sure to think you are burnt to a cinder if she sees you as black as that, and she'll faint or be ill or something.
'We can do much more wonderful things than that oh, ever so much, said Anthea persuasively, 'if we only have our monkey. And here's twopence for yourself. The soldier looked at the twopence. 'What's this? he said. Robert explained how much simpler it was to pay money for things than to exchange them as the people were doing in the market.
'You are right, said the Phoenix, who was also present; 'it is evident that, as you say, "Aggety dag" is Bosh for "I want to be where my mother is," and so the faithful carpet understood it. 'But how, said Anthea, catching up the Lamb and hugging him 'how did he get back here?
'Your stockings, it said, 'are much less important than they now appear to you. But the carpet look at the bare worn patches, look at the great rent at yonder corner. The carpet has been your faithful friend your willing servant. How have you requited its devoted service? 'Dear Phoenix, Anthea urged, 'don't talk in that horrid lecturing tone. You make me feel as if I'd done something wrong.
Close beside her sat little Miss Priscilla busy with her needle as usual, but now she paused, and lifting her head in her quick, bird-like way, looked up at Anthea, long, and fixedly.
Only, nobody's to have a wish if the others don't think it's a nice wish. Do you agree?" "Who's to have first wish?" asked Robert cautiously. "Me, if you don't mind," said Anthea apologetically. "And I've thought about it and it's wings." There was a silence. The others rather wanted to find fault, but it was hard, because the word "wings" raised a flutter of joyous excitement in every breast.
'Look 'ere, said the burglar, 'I've come 'ere straight outer the pleece station. These 'ere kids'll tell you it ain't no blame er mine. 'Well, you WERE a burglar, you know, said the truthful Anthea gently. 'Only because I was druv to it by dishonest blokes, as well you knows, miss, rejoined the criminal. 'Blowed if this ain't the 'ottest January as I've known for years.
The others quietly pulled, and the moment the feet of the burglar were planted on the carpet Anthea wished: 'I wish we were all on the sunny southern shore where cook is. And instantly they were.
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