'Bed follows supper as the fruit follows the flower. They'll do no
more mischief to-night, sir. To-morrow I will point out a few of
the things to be avoided in this bucolic retreat.'

So it was bed directly after supper, and that was why we did not
see much that night.

But in the morning we were all up rather early, and we seemed to
have awakened in a new world rich in surprises beyond the dreams of
anybody, as it says in the quotation.

We went everywhere we could in the time, but when it was
breakfast-time we felt we had not seen half or a quarter. The room
we had breakfast in was exactly like in a story--black oak panels
and china in corner cupboards with glass doors. These doors were
locked. There were green curtains, and honeycomb for breakfast.
After brekker my father went back to town, and Albert's uncle went
too, to see publishers. We saw them to the station, and Father
gave us a long list of what we weren't to do. It began with 'Don't
pull ropes unless you're quite sure what will happen at the other
end,' and it finished with 'For goodness sake, try to keep out of
mischief till I come down on Saturday'. There were lots of other
things in between.

We all promised we would. And we saw them off and waved till the
train was quite out of sight. Then we started to walk home. Daisy
was tired so Oswald carried her home on his back. When we got home
she said--