Then Tiny went sulky-shy and pulled away. And when Baby saw that she left it, and went back to the window to watch a little figure creeping across the Common towards the Cottage. But directly her back was turned, Tiny bent and looked at himself some more in the shiny tea-thing; and that pleased Tiny, so that he smiled. And the more he looked the more he was pleased. And the more he was pleased the more he smiled. And the more he smiled the more he thought how _very_ jolly, and _what_ teeth! Then Baby turned. And when she saw Tiny staring she went up and down and roared, and said, "O my dear boy!" But Tiny turned his back on the tea-thing; and he was cross, because he was found-out. Then he thought of a little lie, and cheered up, and told it; and it was, "I was looking at the crest." But Baby said, "The crest is the other side, Tiny," which was rather depressing for Tiny after all his trouble. So he went crosser than ever, because he was found-out twice now. And he took off the bit of plaister that he had allowed Baby to put on his thumb last night, and threw it down, and trod on it, to show he would be master in his own house. But Baby teased some more and said, "Poor Tiny then! it was a shame, it was! He shall worship himself, he shall." And she said that because Tiny had told a little lie, and she was teaching him. And Baby didn't often teach by tease, for she didn't believe in it; but she did this time because Tiny had lied a little. So Tiny nibbled his nails, because he knew that would annoy Baby; but he said nothing, because there was nothing to say. Then Baby went back to the window, and said inside, "Poor old Tiny! If I was Tiny and like so," which was very tall and little curls all over, "I know I'd be the very same only worse." Only Baby really was much nicer herself; only she didn't think so much about it, because of a girl and too sensible; and Tiny thought about nothing much else, because of a man and so silly. But Baby taught him so that he began to have time to think little bits about other things too; so that less time went before the glass; only it was rather hard for Tiny at first. And when Baby remembered that, she went up to Tiny, and patted his shoulder, and said, "There, old boy!" But Tiny went back at her with both elbows to show he wouldn't be good. And it was very wrong indeed of Tiny; and he knew that quite well. And the more he knew it the more ashamed he was. And the more ashamed he was the more he wouldn't own up. And the more he wouldn't the more he wanted to. So it went in a sort of circle, as it always does. And it was like trying to climb a hill by running down it. And really a better way is to stick in your heels, and come up jerk, and turn, and plod. Then Baby rang the bell to change the subject. 25 And when the bell went Phyllis collected the Others, and stood them by the door, while she ran to get mannikin out of the boot-hole: for he might come too if he liked.