"And just as he was going to do it, Bruno heard a great ROAR" (The real Bruno put his hand Into mine, and held tight), "and the Lion came bang through the door, and the next moment it had bitten off the old Fox's head! And Bruno jumped in at the window, and went leaping round the room, and crying out 'Hooray! Hooray! The old Fox is dead! The old Fox is dead!'"
Bruno got up in some excitement. "May I do it now?" he enquired.
Sylvie was quite decided on this point. "Wait till afterwards," she said. "The speeches come next, don't you know? You always love the speeches, don't you?"
"Yes, I doos," said Bruno: and sat down again.
"The Lion's speech. 'Now, you silly little Lamb, go home to your mother, and never listen to old Foxes again. And be very good and obedient.'
"The Lamb's speech. 'Oh, indeed, Sir, I will, Sir!' and the Lamb went away." ("But oo needn't go away!" Bruno explained. "It's quite the nicest partwhat's coming now!"
