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His cheeks were wet with great tears that glistened in the moon-beams, but he wept with eyes tight shut, and with his small hands clasped close together, and thus he spoke, albeit much shaken, and hindered by sobs: "I s'pose you think I bother you an awful lot, dear Lord, an' so I do, but you haven't sent the Money Moon yet, you see, an' now my Auntie Anthea's got to leave Dapplemere if I don't find the fortune for her soon.
We've come to save you, only don't let on we're here. Can't we hide somewhere? Heavy boots sounded on the flagged passage outside, and a firm voice shouted 'Here you stop that row, will you? 'All right, governor, replied the burglar, still with Anthea's arms round him; 'I was only a-talking in my sleep. No offence. It was an awful moment. Would the boots and the voice come in. Yes! No!
'Suppose he hasn't got the Psammead? whispered Jane. But that doubt was set at rest by the Psammead itself; for almost before the door was open it sprang through the chink of it into Anthea's arms, shivering and hunching up its fur. 'Here's its fancy overcoat, said the soldier, holding out the bag, into which the Psammead immediately crept. 'Now, said Cyril, 'what would you like us to do?
Each worked at a half of the bag. jane's half had four-leaved shamrocks embroidered on it. And even so, Anthea had to draw the pattern for her. Anthea's side of the bag had letters on it worked hastily but affectionately in chain stitch. They were something like this: PSAMS TRAVEL CAR She would have put 'travelling carriage', but she made the letters too big, so there was no room.
Robert, coming next, held fast, at Anthea's suggestion, to the sleeve of Jane, who was thus dragged safely through the arch. And as soon as they were on the other side of the arch there was no more arch at all and no more Regent's Park either, only the charm in Jane's hand, and it was its proper size again. They were now in a light so bright that they winked and blinked and rubbed their eyes.
The sack fell jingling to the floor, and, next moment, he had poured a heap of shining gold and crumpled banknotes at Anthea's feet.
There was a sharp convenient wire inside the bird, and of course the Lamb ran the wire into Robert's leg at once; and so, without anyone's meaning to, the secret drawer was flooded with ink. At the same time a stream was poured over Anthea's half-finished letter. So that her letter was something like this: DARLING MOTHER, I hope you are quite well, and I hope Granny is better. The other day we ...
'I think Anthea's right, but we shall want a most awful lot of feathers. 'I'll go down to the hen-house, said Robert. 'There's one of the turkeys in there it's not very well. I could cut its feathers without it minding much. It's very bad doesn't seem to care what happens to it. Get me the cutting-out scissors.
The idea appealed irresistibly to everyone but Robert, and even he was brought round by Anthea's suggestion that he should have a double share of any money they might make. There was a little old pony-trap in the coach-house the kind that is called a governess-cart.
O Anthea! you never mean it? Think, think what you are doing." "I thought of it all last night, Aunt Priscilla, and all this morning, and I have made up my mind." "You mean to write ?" "Yes." "To tell Mr. Cassilis that you will marry him?" "Yes." But now Miss Priscilla rose, and, next moment, was kneeling beside Anthea's chair.
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