The Enchanted Castle by E. (Edith) Nesbit
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"Go, then," said the French lady, smiling; "you shall have them in the same time the tea and the supper." Which they did. "How could you say you were thinking about her all the time?" said a voice just by Gerald's ear, when Mademoiselle had left them alone with the bread and butter and milk and baked apples. "It was just as much a lie as me being adopted by a motor lady." "No, it wasn't," said Gerald, through bread and butter. "I was thinking about whether she'd be in a wax or not. So there!" There were only three plates, but Jimmy let Mabel have his, and shared with Kathleen. It was rather horrid to see the bread and butter waving about in the air, and bite after bite disappearing from it apparently by no human agency; and the spoon rising with apple in it and returning to the plate empty. Even the tip of the spoon disappeared as long as it was in Mabel's unseen mouth; so that at times it looked as though its bowl had been broken off Everyone was very hungry, and more bread and butter had to be fetched. Cook grumbled when the plate was filled for the third time. "I tell you what," said Jimmy; "I did want my tea." "I tell you what," said Gerald; "it'll be jolly difficult to give Mabel any breakfast. Mademoiselle will be here then. She'd have a fit if |
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