Roger said all this as if it were one word, and it was no wonder that the four mice looked rather bewildered.
"Gently, Roger! gently!" said his mother, laughing. "Your cousins cannot understand a word you say, if you talk so fast."
"I heard 'lamb' and 'kitten,' Auntie," said Fluff, sedately, "and I should like to see them very much indeed."
"I want to go down to the beach, please, Auntie!" cried Nibble.
"And so do I!" said Brighteyes, eagerly.
"Very well, dears," said Mrs. Wilton; "you may run wherever you like, if you are not tired. I shall take little Downy in the house with me, for I see he is very sleepy, and wants a nap. But, my chickens, don't you want some lunch before you go out to play?" she added, turning back from the door.
"Oh! no, Auntie!" they all cried. "We had lunch in the train, as much as we wanted."
And off they all scampered in different directions, while Mrs. Wilton went into the house, carrying little sleepy Downy in her arms. Fluff and Roger walked away hand in hand, and I tipped my glass so that I could follow.