“They advanced and stood about the table, as seats for them were not supplied. Toby went on to the window-seat, disposed some playthings upon it and entered into communication with them. ‘Is my baby coming to his mother?’ said Flavia. ‘I have not seen him today.’ Toby said nothing except to his possessions. ‘Come and have a word with your grandfather,’ said Mr Clare. Toby paused for a moment and then ran towards him and displayed his knees. ‘You have grazed the pair of them. So you had a fall.’ ...‘Henry push him,’ said Toby, in a tone of suggestion. ‘No, he did not,’ said Megan. ‘Toby fell when Eliza ran after him to take him to bed.’ ‘Run fast,’ said her brother. ‘Toby too.’ ‘We should say what is true,’ said Flavia, stroking his head. ‘A plate,’ said Toby, with a giggle, looking round the table. ‘A plate was broken and made him laugh,’ said Henry. ‘He can still be happy easily.’ ‘Oh, dear! Who broke it?’ said Flavia. ‘Eliza did,’ said Toby, soberly.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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