So they turned their backs, and had sandwiches out of the bag instead; which was rather depressing for the landlady after all her trouble. 12 And after that Tiny and Baby were alone by themselves together, because they might be now; which is called honeymoon. [Illustration: ALONE BY THEMSELVES TOGETHER] And it was Autumn, and jolly. And Baby always said she liked Autumn best, because she did: for Baby always had good reasons for everything. And the woods were golden, and the moors brown, and the sea grey on the edge of everywhere. And every morning they went out arm in arm. And when they got outside, Baby let go of Tiny, and bustled along at a great pace with her arms swinging, crying, "I go one hundred miles to-day. How far d'you?" Then Tiny caught her up, and passed her, and panted, "Twice the same." So Baby said, "Then go. I sit and watch you," and she sat down plump in a puddle by the edge of the lake. So Tiny came back, and sat beside her, and said in her ear, "Why d'you lie so, Baby?" But Baby only hugged her knees, and giggled, "Because I don't." And after that it poured; and they sat all day in a puddle in the rain, by the edge of the lake, and simplee loved it. And when Baby felt the rain on her face, she cried, "Isn't rain jolly?--I like it better than anything only fine." But Tiny only aimed both eyes so they met at the end of his nose, where a raindrop was, and he shot his tongue, and curled it up tight, and took the drop off on the tip. And when Baby saw that, she threw back, and roared, and said, "Oh, Tiny! you are a little raskil! pomme-word you are!" But Tiny only waggled his shoulders, and bubbled his eyes, and did it again to a new drop. And that is all they said and did, because that is all you've got to say and do. Only when a pi-looking person squelched by in goloshers, they wound round, and lifted up their faces, and screamed together, "Two ittle tots On the spwee-wee-wee, Out of the Nurser-wee-wee, Two and anover Make thwee-wee-wee, So come you and join you With we, we, we." But the pi person only stopped, and looked through her spectacles, and said pretty severely, "I thank you--no!" And she tramped on under her umbrella, with her skirts hitched high. 13 Then one day it stopped raining. So they set out one behind the other very secretly to explore the moor. And they found great pools, and tiny fairy water-falls, and water-slides shooting over green rocks. And Baby wanted to take her clothes off and go in, but Tiny said he'd tell if she did. So in the end Baby went in with her clothes on, and loved it; and Baby called that an accident, which was quite a lie. And after that they found the two loveliest mountain-ferns there are, called the beech and the oak fern; at least Baby found the ferns, while Tiny steamed on in front in a perspiration, calling, "Come on! come on! Else we shall never get there."