Uncle Charles was getting so dull without you.

What have you been after all this time ?" "Cook and me have made thirty-one pots and a little one," said Molly, inserting a very sticky hand into Charles's.

"And your Mr.Brown helped.
Cook told him to go along at first, which wasn't kind, was it?
but he stayed all the same; and I skimmed with a big spoon, and she poured it in the pots.

Only they aren't covered up with paper yet, if you want to see them.

And oh! Uncle Charles, what _do_ you think?
Father and mother have come back from their ride, and that nice funny man who was at the school-feast is coming here to-morrow, and I shall show him my guinea-pigs.