You can't talk it.' And he says
he did talk it. But they will not listen to him. But go on raving.
And in the end it turns out. IT WAS A JERSEY COW! What talked a
dialect. So of course he couldn't understand it. But did they
apologise? Oh dear no.
"Another time. One morning at breakfast. Martha didn't like her
raspberry vinegar. So she didn't drink it. And Simon came into the
nursery. And he saw that Martha hadn't drunk her raspberry vinegar.
And he asked her why. And she said she didn't like it. Because it
was nasty. And he said it wasn't nasty. And that she OUGHT to like
it. And how it was shocking. The way grown-ups nowadays grumbled.
At good wholesome food. Provided for them by their too-indulgent
children. And how when HE was a grown-up. He would never have
dared. And so on. All in the usual style. And to prove it wasn't
nasty. He poured himself out a cupful. And drank it off. In a
gulp.
And he said it was delicious. And turned pale. And left the room.
"And Prue came into the nursery. And she saw that Martha hadn't
drunk her raspberry vinegar. And she asked her why. And Martha told
her how she didn't like it. Because it was nasty. And Prue told her
she ought to be ashamed of herself. For not liking it. Because it
was good for her. And really very nice. And anyhow she'd GOT to
like it. And not get stuffing herself up with messy tea and coffee.
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