course!" said Sylvie. "And spoons?" "Why, you know they had!" "Couldn't be certain," said Bruno.) "they came as slow as slow! And they said 'Oh! There'll be no dinner! There'll only be the big whip! 'But, when they got into the room, they saw the most lovely dinner!" ("Buns?" cried Bruno, clapping his hands.) "Buns, and cake, and" ("and jam?" said Bruno.) "Yes, jamand soupand" ("and sugar plums!" Bruno put in once more; and Sylvie seemed satisfied.)
"And ever after that, they were such good little Foxes! They did their lessons as good as goldand they never did what Bruno told them not toand they never ate each other any moreand they never ate themselves!"
The story came to an end so suddenly, it almost took my breath away; however I did my best to make a pretty speech of thanks. "I'm sure it's veryveryvery much so, I'm sure!" I seemed to hear myself say.
