They do keep three gardeners--I knew they did.

And our tramp still earns enough to sleep well on from our dear old Pig-man.
Our last three days were entirely filled up with visits of farewell sympathy to all our many friends who were so sorry to lose us.

We promised to come and see them next year.

I hope we shall.
Denny and Daisy went back to live with their father at Forest Hill.

I don't think they'll ever be again the victims of the Murdstone aunt--who is really a great-aunt and about twice as much in the autumn of her days as our new Albert's-uncle aunt.