“Yes, that they did, and everybody was fine and careful after not to laugh at the buccas, for fear they’d get Barker’s knee too.”
“I think,” said Loveday, “I like the piskies best—I mean, of course, I like the buccas too, but I love the piskies ’cause they come and do nice things to help people, and I love the fairies ’cause they are so pretty.”
“There’s a fairy ring up top cliff,” said Aaron, “where they comes and dances night-times. I’ll show it to you some day.”
“Oh, do!” cried Loveday. “We’ve got one near home, too, but I’ve never seen any fairies near it—have you?”
“No, but I haven’t been out at night, and that’s when they come.”
“Come along, dears; I am ready now,” said Bessie, appearing at the door. “Come in and have a glass of milk and some cake, and then we’ll go and look for crabs and things, shall we?”
Loveday and Aaron were on their feet in a moment.
“I must get my bucket and spade if we are going to get crabs and shells,” said Loveday, and dashed into the house, leaving all her toys scattered on the sand.