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enix, and the carpet was a wishing carpet--and--' 'A very nice game, darling,' said mother, taking up her pen. 'Now do be quiet. I've got a lot of letters to write. I'm going to Bournemouth to-morrow with the Lamb--and there's that bazaar.' Anthea went back to x y z, and mother's pen scratched busily. 'But, mother,' said Anthea, when mother put down the pen to lick an envelope, 'the carpet takes us wherever we like--and--' 'I wish it would take you where you could get a few nice Eastern things for my bazaar,' said mother. 'I promised them, and I've no time to go to Liberty's now.' 'It shall,' said Anthea, 'but, mother--' 'Well, dear,' said mother, a little impatiently, for she had taken up her pen again. 'The carpet took us to a place where you couldn't have whooping-cough, and the Lamb hasn't whooped since, and we took cook because she was so tiresome, and then she would stay and be queen of the savages. They thought her cap was a crown, and--' 'Darling one,' said mother, 'you know I love to hear the things you make up--but I am most awfully busy.' 'But it's true,' said Anthea, desperately. 'You shouldn't say that, my sweet,' said mother, gently. And then Anthea knew it was hopeless. 'Are you going away for long?' asked Anthea. 'I've got a cold,' said mother, 'and daddy's anxious about it, and the Lamb's cough.' 'He hasn't coughed since Saturday,' the Lamb's eldest sister interrupted. 'I wish I could think so,' mother replied. 'And daddy's got to go to Scotland. I do hope you'll be good children.' 'We will, we will,' said Anthea, fervently. 'When's the bazaar?' 'On Saturday,' said mother, 'at the schools. Oh, don't talk any more, there's a treasure! My head's going round, and I've forgotten how to spell whooping-cough.' Mother and the Lamb went away, and father went away, and there was a new cook who looked so like a frightened rabbit that no one had the heart to do anything to frighten her any more than seemed natural to her. The Phoenix begged to be excused. It said it wanted a week's rest, and asked that it might not be disturbed. And it hid its golden gleaming self, and nobody could find it. So that when Wednesday afternoon brought an unexpected holiday, and every one decided to go somewhere on the carpet, the journey had to be undertaken without the Phoenix. They were debarred from any carpet excursions in the evening by a sudden promise to mother, exacted in the agita
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