Get up, Betty.

Do be quick.

I want to reach Helbarrow to-day, and it must be lunch-time already." At which Tony, who was scrambling down from the cart, reached back for his basket.
"I fink I'd better take it wiv me," he said gravely.

"If they are going so fast, p'r'aps we shan't see them any more till we get there." "I think we needn't be afraid of that," said Anna sarcastically, "if we don't walk too fast." Oh what a day it was! and what a donkey! and what a journey! And oh the time it took! and how they did enjoy it all! When they had walked for about a mile or more, the three sat down to rest and await the carriage folk, of whom they had not caught a glimpse since they walked away and left them.

Then by degrees Tony's luncheon basket assumed a prominent position in their thoughts and before their eyes.