And again the work is done.”
When the boys had dined, which they did with exceptional ease, as their knives and forks did not require to be handled, but performed their work neatly and deftly of themselves; and when the table-napkins had unfolded themselves, and touched their lips with deliciously scented water, the last strains of the song died away; and the fairy, who had herself sung the final verse in tones most winning, so that the boys had crept close to her, nestling under the caress of her arms, stooped down and kissed them tenderly.
WHERE NEXT?
“And now,” said she, “I know you want some fun, and quite right too. Those who go steadily in the right road are well entitled to a little diversion, and can enjoy it better than the boys who choose crooked paths. Now, where would you like to go?”
WONDERFUL BLUNDER.
“Oh,” said Norval, “we have a pass from Alice to let us into Wonderland.”
“Ah! Alice; I have heard of her, or rather I’ve heard her. She was the little girl that grew so big, was she not?”
“Yes.”
“Well, when she got big, her voice got big too, and it was heard all over Fairyland.”