But he is very strong. And we were all very tired. And
Robina says she hates him. Dick is going to give Mr. ’Opkins half a
crown. To tell him how he makes him go. Because Mr. ’Opkins makes him
gallop. Robina says it must be hypnotism. But Dick thinks it might be
something simpler. I think Mr. ’Opkins very nice. He says you promised
to lend him a book. What would help him to talk like a real country boy.
So I have lent him a book about a window. By Mr. Bane. What came to see
us last year. It has a lot of funny words in it. And he is going to
learn them up. But he don’t know what they mean. No more do I. I have
written a lot of the book. It promises to be very interesting. It is
all a dream. He is just the ordinary grown-up father. Neither better
nor worse. And he goes up and up. It is a pleasant sensation. Till he
reaches the moon. And there everything is different. It is the children
that know everything. And are always right. And the grown-ups have to
do all what they tell them. They are kind but firm. It is very good for
him. And when he wakes up he is a better man. I put down everything
that occurs to me. Like you suggested. There is quite a lot of it. And
it makes you see how unjustly children are treated. They said I was to
feed the donkey. Because it was my donkey. And I fed him. And there
wasn’t enough supper for Dick. And Dick said I was an idiot. And Robina
said I wasn’t to feed him. And in the morning there wasn’t anything to
feed him on. Because he won’t eat anything but bread-and-butter. And
the baker hadn’t come. And he wasn’t there. Because the man that comes
to milk the cow had left the door open. And I was distracted. And Dick
asked had I fed him. And of course I hadn’t fed him. And lord how Dick
talked. Never waited to hear anything, mind you. I let him talk. But
it just shows you. We are all very happy. But shall be pleased to see
you. Once again. The peppermint creams down here are not good. And are
very dear. Compared with London prices. Isn’t this a good letter? You
said I was to always write just as I thought. So I’m doing it. I think
that’s all.”
I read selections from this letter aloud to Ethelbertha. She said she
was glad she had decided to come down with me.
CHAPTER IX
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