'She can tell you herself afterwards what it is she's got.' Oswald thought it was headache, or pain in the temper, or in the pinafore, so he said no more, but as soon as Mrs Pettigrew had helped us and left the room he began the thrilling tale of the forsaken perambulator.

He told it with the greatest thrillingness anyone could have, but Daisy and Alice seemed almost unmoved.

Alice said-- 'Yes, very strange,' and things like that, but both the girls seemed to be thinking of something else.

They kept looking at each other and trying not to laugh, so Oswald saw they had got some silly secret and he said-- 'Oh, all right! I don't care about telling you.

I only thought you'd like to be in it.