"Of course just as you like, Mother." For it is with girls like it is with horses: when you pull at them, they pull at you, hut directly you let go, they come back to you. And that is pretty well the same with everybody. So long as you say "Shan't," they say "Shall," but when you say nothing, and just sit and look sad, then they come and kiss you. For we all know somehow though we don't quite know how, that Will is one thing and Love is another; and Will is strong, but Love is stronger; and you can often get your way by Love when you can't by Will. Then when Baby's mother heard what Baby said, she began to go round again, and sighed, "Oh, thank you, Baby." So Baby unturned her toes some more, and said, "Of course I shall like you to come with me, Mother--if it won't tire you," which was quite a lie, but not one to count. So Baby's mother answered rather weepy, "Very sorry, Baby. I'm sure I don't want to be a spoil-sport. Only I must consider things," and she got out her handkerchief. Then Baby turned her toes quite out, and she rose, and ran, and cried, "Darling old thing!" and hugged her up. So Baby's mother began to chuckle again; and she put on her bonnet and Baby her boa; and they started down the lane together, arm in arm: for everybody lives only a few miles off in That Country: so you never go by train except to Moonland. And it is all country in That Country, only for the Town on the Tumble-down Hill: for all the nice things happen in the country; and it is mostly all nice in this story--except the Commander-in-Chief. 7 And at the bottom of the lane there was Tiny riding backwards and forwards on the swing-gate. But when he saw them he jumped down and ran and waved; and Baby waved and ran. Only when they came where they met, they went shy suddenly, and turned their backs instead. Then a jackdaw on the sign-post said, "Chuck! chuck! chuck!" And when Baby heard that, she turned her back still more, and blushed. So Tiny who had seen out of his corner-eye, went behind his fingers, to show he knew all about manners. Then Baby's mother plodded up with her skirts in her hands, and said, "Very sorry, Tiny. Only I must--because of things." But Tiny only went astonished and answered, "Oh, but we specially wanted you--didn't we, Baby?" which was quite a lie. So Baby cheered up, and hopped, and cried, "Course we did." Then Baby's mother said, "Oh, you are dears about it." So they just loved her, because she was such a jolly good old mother. And after that they all took arms, and walked across the Common with the oldest donkey in the world, nodding off to sleep under a thorn, almost as old. And when Baby saw the donkey she ran, and patted him, and called to Tiny, "Has he got a name?" So Tiny answered, "Yes; Methuselah." Then Baby skipped back, crying, "Is that _your_ name?" Then Tiny, after a bit of a struggle, for he did want to lie and get the glory, told the truth rather grumpily, and said,