being so
turned about and twisted by his struggles in the chair.

"He's quite in a fuss about packing," said Celia; "that's what I was
going to tell you, mother. He stopped in the middle of his tea to think
about it, and he said he thought we'd better begin to-night."

"Yes," said Baby. "There's such _lots_ to pack. All our toys, and the
labbits, and the mouses, and the horses, and the fireplaces, and the
tables, and the cups, and the saucers," his eyes wandering round the
room as he went on with his list. "Him thinks we'll need _lots_ of boats
to go in."

"And two or three railway trains all to ourselves," said mother.

Baby looked up at her gravely. He could not make out if mother was in
fun or earnest. His little puzzled face made mother draw him to her and
give him a kiss.

"It's a shame to talk nonsense to such a serious little man," she said.
"Don't trouble yourself about the packing, Baby dear. Don't you know
grandfather, and auntie, and I have had lots of packings to do in our
lives? Why, we had to pack up _two_ houses when we came away from India,
and that was much much farther away than where we're going now! And you
were _such_ a tiny baby then--it was very much harder, for mother was
very very sad, and she never thought you would grow to be a big strong
boy like what you are now."

"Was that when----" began thoughtless Denny, but Fritz gave her a tug.

"You _know_ it makes mother unhappy to talk about that time," he
whispered; but mother heard him.

"No, Fritz," she said; "I don't mind Denny thinking about it. I am so
glad to have all of you, dears, happy and good, that my sorrow is not so
bad as it was. And I am so glad you and Celia can remember your father.
Poor Baby--_he_ can't remember him," she said, softly stroking Baby's
face.

"'Cos he went to Heaven when him was so little," said Baby. Then he put
his arms round mother's neck. "Him and Fritz will soon grow big, and be
werry good to mother," he said. "And ganfather and auntie are werry good
to mother, isn't they?" he added.

"Yes indeed," said mother; "and to all of you too. What would we do
without grandfather and auntie?"

"Some poor little boys and girls has no mothers and ganfathers, and no
stockings and shoes, and no _nothings_," said Baby solemnly.

"There's _some_ things I shouldn't mind not having," said Fritz; "I
shouldn't mind having no lessons."

"O Fritz," said his sisters; "what a lazy boy you are!"

"No, I'm just _not_