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"Oh my dear!" she pleaded, "you that I love like my own flesh and blood, don't! Oh Anthea! don't do what can never be undone. Don't give your youth and beauty to one who can never never make you happy, Oh Anthea !" "Dear Aunt Priscilla, I would rather marry one I don't love than have to live beholden all my days to a man that I hate!"

'It may take it some time to collect the beautiful and delightful things, said the Phoenix. 'I should wash up I mean wash down. So they did. There was plenty of hot water left in the kettle, and every one helped even the Phoenix, who took up cups by their handles with its clever claws and dipped them in the hot water, and then stood them on the table ready for Anthea to dry them.

'Hit my hand hard, she said; 'I must show mother some reason for my eyes being like they are. Harder, she cried as Cyril gently tapped her with the iron handle. And Cyril, agitated and trembling, nerved himself to hit harder, and hit very much harder than he intended. Anthea screamed. 'Oh, Panther, I didn't mean to hurt, really, cried Cyril, clattering the poker back into the fender.

"Yes," said Robert, "they're all coming out of their tents and moving about like ants. There's that Jakin dancing about where the bridge joins on. I wish he could see me put my tongue out at him! Yah!" The others were far too pale to wish to put their tongues out at anybody. They looked at Robert with surprised respect. Anthea said "You really are brave, Robert." "Rot!"

'The most awful thing you can possibly think of, said Cyril. 'That nice chap our own burglar the police have got him, on suspicion of stolen cats. That's what his brother's missis told me. 'Oh, begin at the beginning! cried Anthea impatiently. 'Well, then, we went out, and down by where the undertaker's is, with the china flowers in the window you know.

It was at The Chequers, and Anthea went in the back way to the yard, because they all knew that little girls ought not to go into the bars of public-houses. She came out, as she herself said, 'pleased but not proud'.

Anthea woke in the morning from a very real sort of dream, in which she was walking in the Zoological Gardens on a pouring wet day without any umbrella. The animals seemed desperately unhappy because of the rain, and were all growling gloomily. When she awoke, both the growling and the rain went on just the same.

The Psammead crawled out of the embroidered bag, and lay flat on the table, its leg stretched out, looking more like a dead hare than anything else. 'Thank Goodness that's over, said Anthea, drawing a deep breath. 'She won't come back, will she? asked Jane tremulously. 'No, said Cyril. 'She's thousands of years ago. But we spent a whole precious pound on her.

'We'll stop as soon as we see a nice place, said Anthea. 'I've got threepence, and you boys have the fourpence each that your trams didn't cost the other day, so we can buy things to eat. I expect the Phoenix can speak French. The carpet was sailing along over rocks and rivers and trees and towns and farms and fields.

'Jolly little kids, yes, but what about you will let it be directly after Easter. Ah, do say you will And Jane ran back and said, before Anthea could drag her away, 'What are you going to do after Easter? Miss Peasmarsh smiled and looked very pretty indeed. And the curate said 'I hope I am going to take a trip to the Fortunate Islands.