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"I shall have to practise the steps a bit," my Lady said, looking out through the Bear's mouth: "one ca'n't help being rather human just at first, you know. And of course you'll say 'Come up, Bruin!, won't you?" "Yes, of course," replied the Keeper, laying hold of the chain, that hung from the Bear's collar, with one hand, while with the other he cracked a little whip.
Bruno sighed over the density of his audience, but explained very patiently. "He did runned after bofe: 'cause they went the same way! And first he caught the Crocodile, and then he didn't catch the Lion. And when he'd caught the Crocodile, what doos oo think he did 'cause he'd got pincers in his pocket?" "I ca'n't guess," said Sylvie. "Nobody couldn't guess it!" Bruno cried in high glee.
"Well, but that's not so nice as sitting at the table, is it?" "Of course it isn't," Bruno said, in a tone as if he rather pitied my ignorance; "but if oo're not even Sir Anything, oo ca'n't expect to be allowed to sit at the table, oo know." I said, as meekly as I could, that I didn't expect it, but it was the only way of going to a dinner-party that I really enjoyed.
"An Esquimaux peasant, indeed!" growled the other. "Here, put it on, and look at yourself in the glass. Why, it's a Bear, ca'n't you use your eyes?" He checked himself suddenly, as a harsh voice yelled through the room "He looked again, and found it was A Bear without a Head!" But it was only the Gardener, singing under the open window.
I was amused at the idea of its being a 'little odd job' to find the Royal Baby. "But how did you come to lose it?" I asked. "We put it in a flower," Sylvie, who had just joined us, explained with her eyes full of tears. "Only we ca'n't remember which!" "She says us put it in a flower," Bruno interrupted, "'cause she doosn't want I to get punished. But it were really me what put it there.
"It's a far more interesting question than 'Isn't this a picturesque ruin? Aren't those autumn-tints lovely? I shall have to answer those two questions ten times, at least, this afternoon!" "That's one of the miseries of Society!" said Arthur. "Why ca'n't people let one enjoy the beauties of Nature without having to say so every minute? Why should Life be one long Catechism?"
"No, I ca'n't guess," Sylvie said without looking up. She was still examining the Professor's pincushion. "It's this!" cried the bad boy, exultingly, as he emptied the dish over her, and then, with a grin of delight at his own cleverness, looked round for applause.
I have made up my mind to accept a post in India, that has been offered me. Out there, I suppose I shall find something to live for; I ca'n't see anything at present. 'This life of mine I guard, as God's high gift, from scathe and wrong, Not greatly care to lose!" "Yes," I said: "your name-sake bore as heavy a blow, and lived through it." "A far heavier one than mine, said Arthur.
"What a curious subject for speculation!" said Lady Muriel, turning to me, with eyes brimming over with laughter. "May we know who propounded the question? And did he walk on his own forehead?" "I ca'n't remember who it was that said it!" I faltered. "Nor where I heard it!" "Whoever it was, I hope we shall meet him at the Picnic!" said Lady Muriel.
And it'll fetch things when you throw them, and it'll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things I ca'n't remember half of them and it belongs to a farmer, and he says it kills all the rats and oh dear!" said Alice sadly, "I'm afraid I've offended it again!" for the mouse was swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and making quite a commotion in the pool as it went.
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