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The Little house
Well,theywentuptheBabyWalkandback,andwhentheyreturnedtothetime-boardshewassurprisedtoseethatitnowreadfiveo’clockforclosing-time.Butshewasunacquaintedwiththetrickywaysofthefairies,andsodidnotsee(asMaimieandTonysawatonce)thattheyhadchangedthehourbecausetherewastobeaballto-night.ShesaidtherewasonlytimenowtowalktothetopoftheHumpandback,andastheytrottedalongwithhershelittleguessedwhatwasthrillingtheirlittlebreasts.Youseethechancehadcomeofseeingafairyball.Never,Tonyfelt,couldhehopeforabetterchance.
HehadtofeelthisforMaimiesoplainlyfeltitforhim.Hereagereyesaskedthequestion,’Isitto-day?’andhegaspedandthennodded.MaimieslippedherhandintoTony’s,andherswashot,buthiswascold.Shedidaverykindthing;shetookoffherscarfandgaveittohim.’Incaseyoushouldfeelcold,’shewhispered.Herfacewasaglow,butTony’swasverygloomy.
AstheyturnedonthetopoftheHumphewhisperedtoher,’I’mafraidnursewouldseeme,soIshan’tbeabletodoit.’
Maimieadmiredhimmorethaneverforbeingafraidofnothingbuttheirayah,whenthereweresomanyunknownterrorstofear,andshesaidaloud,’Tony,Ishallraceyoutothegate,’andinawhisper,’Thenyoucanhide,’andofftheyran.
Tonycouldalwaysoutdistancehereasily,butneverhadsheknownhimspeedawaysoquicklyasnow,andshewassurehehurriedthathemighthavemoretimetohide.’Brave,brave!’herdotingeyeswerecryingwhenshegotadreadfulshock;insteadofhiding,herherohadrunoutatthegate!