As she talked, Prudence led the way into the schoolroom. It was plainly
furnished and not very tidy, but it had a homely look--in fact it
reminded Mollie of the nursery in North Kensington, so that, for one
very brief moment, she almost felt homesick. But Prudence gave her
little time to indulge in this luxurious sensation (because having a
home nice enough to be sick for is a luxury in its way), and Mollie had
merely taken in a general impression of books, toys, and shabbiness,
when Prudence called her to help with the hearthrug. It certainly was
shabby and by no means added to the beauty of the room. They rolled it
up with the blanket inside, and, carrying it between them, they left
the schoolroom, crossed the courtyard again, scrambled over a low stone
wall, and arrived at the foot of a tall tree.
It was a very large tree. Its trunk, grey, smooth, and absolutely
straight, rose from the ground for fourteen feet without a branch or
foothold of any description. At that height its thick boughs spread out
in a broad and even circumference, and across two of these boughs was
built a hut, perhaps five by seven feet in area, and high enough for a
child of ten to stand upright in. It had a floor, four walls, and a
roof, an opening for a door, and three smaller openings for windows. At
the door sat Hugh, waiting for the girls and their bundle. When they
came to a standstill below him he let down a rope.
"Tie the things on and I'll haul them up," he ordered; "and then you
two climb up and give me a hand. Better send Mollie up first, as the
ladder is a bit shaky till you know it, and Prue can hang on to it
below."
Mollie noticed then that a narrow green ladder leant up against the
smooth trunk; it looked as if an unwary step would send it flying, and
she put a reluctant foot on the lowest rung. The ground below was hard
and stony, most uninviting for a fall.
"You are quite safe so long as you push and don't pull," Prudence
assured her. "I am holding on here, and the ladder is firmer than it
looks."
Mollie mounted with gingerly tread, but reached the top safely and
crawled into the hut through the little door. She was quickly followed
by Prudence, and the two girls examined the interior with interest.
There was not very much room; two could sit down with comfort, three
would be slightly crowded, and four would be a tight fit but not
impossible.
"You won't be able to lay the carpet with all of us inside," said
Mollie, as she felt the big roll at her back.
"One of you had better stay out," said Hugh. "There are seats all over
the tree."
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