"There's a clean tidy boy to bring to dinner, isn't he, Aunt Emma?
I think I'll take him to the yard and pump on him a little before we bring him in." Aunt Emma put up her spectacles to look at Olly.
"Why, Olly, I think Mother Quiverquake has been catching hold of you.
Don't you know about old Mother Quiverquake, who lives in the bogs?
Oh, I can tell you splendid stories about her some day.

But now catch hold of my hand, and keep your little legs away from my dress, and we'll soon make a proper boy of you again." And then Aunt Emma took one of Milly's hands and one of Olly's, and up they went to the house.

But I must start another chapter before I begin to tell you what the children saw in Aunt Emma's house, and of the happy time they spent there..