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yonder, I had been allowed to wither on my
stalk, as he will, only to make seed/

1 If you allude to me------1 said the Old

Picotee fiercely.
' Be quiet ! 1 cried Fairbrass. * Be quiet,
or I will pick you,’

The Old Picotee murmured something
about the ingratitude of the world, and held

his peace, and the Young Picotee went on :
‘ As I have said, Fairbrass, I feel that

my time is short, and so I will not trouble
you with descriptions of the things that I

saw, or explain to you how I came to know
their names. I must, as briefly as may be,

confine myself to facts. Well then, Fairbrass,
after he had said good-bye to you all, and

turned back and sighed and kissed his hand
to your mother, your father went briskly off

to the station, and there, buying a news­
paper, seemed to become very much inter­

ested in its contents. Very soon the train
rushed in, and your father got into a com­

partment nearly full of jolly-looking gentle­
men, who all seemed to expect him, and who