“Wouldn’t be what thing?” said Bruno: but the Professor thought it best not to hear the question. “What are you doing with that hedgehog?” he shouted at the Gardener, whom they found standing upon one foot, singing softly to himself, and rolling a hedgehog up and down with the other foot.
“Well, I wanted fur to know what hedgehogs lives on: so I be a-keeping this here hedgehog—fur to see if it eats potatoes——”
“Much better keep a potato,” said the Professor; “and see if hedgehogs eat it!”
“That be the roight way, sure-ly!” the delighted Gardener exclaimed. “Be you come to see the platform?”
“Aye, aye!” the Professor cheerily replied. “And the children have come back, you see!”
The Gardener looked round at them with a grin. Then he led the way to the Pavilion; and as he went he sang:—
“He looked again, and found it was
A Double Rule of Three:
‘And all its Mystery,’ he said,
‘Is clear as day to me!’”