So she drove round and round the rim of the Hole all day looking.
And when ever they came to the corner of the road there was the Commander-in-Chief sitting on a mud-heap, reading up out of a great book.
And each time they came round he jumped up, and took off his cocked hat very courteously, saying,
"And have you found a house yet, Mrs. Tiny?"
And each time Baby smiled back and answered,
"Almost nearly quite, thank-you."
Then the Commander-in-Chief cooed,
"So glad," and went back to his book with a little snigger.
But Baby flicked up Puck and drove on.
Then towards evening she came to a white house with windows under an elm with rooks.