The Serial Garden: the Complete Armitage Family Stories
“asked Harriet, dropping her basket full of holly leaves in a corner of the room and coming over to the fire, where tea was laid on a little table.
"Possibly, possibly,” he replied, without coming out of his evening paper.
"No, but really?” she persisted. “A rather silly-looking lady, with popping eyes and a lot of necklaces?" "Oh, yes, now I remember,” said Mr. Armitage, putting down his paper and starting to laugh. “She was the one who dropped you in the font. Your mother never took to... her much. And right after the christening she tried to interest me in a scheme for supplying old fairy ladies with needlework patterns." "Goodness, can't they make their own?" "Apparently not. Yes, of course, she was going to give you each a wish for your christening presents, but your mother pointed out that if you had it, then you'd only wish for your lunch and it might be better to wait for a few years." "Yes, well, that's just it,” exclaimed Mark.MoreLess
"Possibly, possibly,” he replied, without coming out of his evening paper.
"No, but really?” she persisted. “A rather silly-looking lady, with popping eyes and a lot of necklaces?" "Oh, yes, now I remember,” said Mr. Armitage, putting down his paper and starting to laugh. “She was the one who dropped you in the font. Your mother never took to... her much. And right after the christening she tried to interest me in a scheme for supplying old fairy ladies with needlework patterns." "Goodness, can't they make their own?" "Apparently not. Yes, of course, she was going to give you each a wish for your christening presents, but your mother pointed out that if you had it, then you'd only wish for your lunch and it might be better to wait for a few years." "Yes, well, that's just it,” exclaimed Mark.MoreLess
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