“Shut your eyes, then, and don’t open them till I tell you, and perhaps something will happen.”
AN EYE-OPENER.
Norval rolled down from the sofa to the side of his brothers. Then all squeezed up their eyes quite tight, and although they heard a curious rumbling noise, did not open them.
“That’s right,” said Alice; “you would have spoiled everything if you had peeped. Boys who don’t do what they are told spoil everything, and themselves besides. Now you may look!”
They had squeezed their eyes so tight that it took ever so long to get them unfastened. Jaques got his open first, and saw that little Alice was gone.
“Oh, Alice, where are you?” he cried.
A distant voice replied, “Off to Dollys!”
OVER THE SLEEPERS.
