y was watching the plunging horse with admiring eyes.
"And then we're going back home."

The old gentleman managed, in spite of the horse's tricks, to
slip his hand in his pocket. "Here's something to make yourselves
ill with on the way," he said, handing them two half-crowns; "but
don't send me the doctor's bill."

He flicked the General's cheek with his whip, gave Judy a nod, and
cantered off.

The children looked at each other with sparkling eyes.

"Coconuts," Pip said, "and tarts and toffee, and save the rest for
a football?" Judy shook her head. "Where do I come in?" she said.
"You'd keep the football at school. I vote pink jujubes, and icecreams,
and a wax doll."

"A wax grandmother!" Pip retorted; "you wouldn't be such a girl, I
hope." Then he added, with almost pious fervour, "Thank goodness
you've always hated dolls, Fizz."

Judy gave a sudden leap in her seat, almost upsetting the General,
and bringing down upon her head a storm of reproaches from the
coachman. "I know!" she said; "and we're almost halfway there
now. Oh--h--h! it will be lovely."

Pip urged her to explain herself.

"Bondi Aquarium--skating, boats, merry-go-round, switchback
threepence a go!" she returned succinctly.

"Good iron," Pip whispered softly, while he revolved the thing
in his mind. "There'd be something over, too, to get some tucker
with, and perhaps something for the football, too." Then his
brow clouded.

"There's the kid--whatever did you go bringing him for? Just
like a girl to spoil everything!" Judy looked nonplussed.

"I quite forgot him," she said, vexedly. "Couldn't we leave
him somewhere? Couldn't we ask someone to take care of him
while we go? Oh, it would be TOO bad to have to give it up
just because of him. It's beginning to rain, too; we couldn't
take him with us."

They were at the foot of Barrack Hill now, and Pat told them
they must get out and walk the rest of the way up, or he would
never get the dogcart finished to take back that evening.

Pip tumbled out and took the General, all in a bunched-up heap,
and Judy alighted carefully after him, the precious coat parcel
in her arms. And they walked up the asphalt hill to the
gate leading to the officers' quarters in utter silence.

"Well?" Pip said querulously, as they reached the top. "Be
quick; haven't you thought of anything?"

That levelling of brows, and pursing of lips, always meant deep
and intricate calculation on his siste