"It's very hot," he said, "and I feel sleepy. I dare say you do also."
"I do awfu'," answered Diana. "You isn't a bad old man, not at all," she continued. Here she raised her fat hand and stroked his flabby cheek. "You hates writing sermons, don't you?"
"Diana," he answered, "I would rather you did not speak about it."
"Oh, I can keep secrets," replied Diana.
"Well, in that case, to be quite frank with you, I do not care for writing sermons."
"And I don't care for learning lessons. You didn't mean to sting me so bad with that howid wod, did you, Uncle William?"
Mr. Dolman made no reply with his lips, for he did not like to defy his wife's authority, but Diana read his thoughts in his rather dull blue eyes.
"You is a kind old man," she said; "that is, when you isn't tempted1 by that naughty, howid woman. You is a kind old man by yourself, and you shan't be shotted."
"What do you mean by being shotted, Diana?"
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But here Diana pursed up her rosy2 lips and looked rather solemn.
"That's a secret," she answered. "Uncle William, may I have a whole holiday to-day?"
"I think so, my dear little girl. I really think that can be managed. It is too hot to work—at least, I find it so."
"Then course I does also," answered Diana, clapping her hands. "Shall we go out into the garding—what you say?"
"Would you like to?" he asked.
"Yes, more particular in fruit garding. We can eat cherries and strawberries, and pelt3 each other. What you say?"
Mr. Dolman looked out of the open window. He was pretty certain that his wife by this time was absent in the village. The clock on the mantelpiece pointed4 to half-past eleven; the early dinner would not be ready until one o'clock. It would be cool and pleasant in the fruit garden, and it would please poor little Diana, who, in his opinion, had been very harshly treated.
"All right," he answered, "but, you know, your aunt is not to be told."
He rose from his chair as he spoke5, and, stretching out his long hand, allowed Diana to curl her fingers round one of his.
"I should wather think Aunt Jane isn't to know," replied Diana, beginning to skip in her rapture6. "I don't like aunts; I always said so. I like uncles; they isn't half bad. You isn't bad, for an old man. You is awfu' old, isn't you?"
"Not so very old, Diana. I'm not forty yet."
"Forty! What a ter'ble age!" said Diana. "You
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must 'member all the kings and queens of England; don't you, Uncle William?"
"Not quite all, Diana. Now, I'll just take you through the garden, for I think a little fresh air will do you good."
"And if I pop cherries into your mouf it 'll do you good," answered Diana. "Oh, we'll have a lovely time!"
So they did, and Mr. Dolman devoutly7 hoped that there was no one there to see. For Diana rapidly recovered her spirits, and picked cherries in quantities and pelted8 her uncle; and then she ran races and incited9 him to follow her, and she picked strawberries, heaps and heaps, and got him to sit down on a little bench near the strawberry beds, and popped the delicious ripe berries into his mouth; and although he had never played before in such a fashion with any little girl, he quite enjoyed it, and presently entered the house with his lips suspiciously red, and a confession10 deep down in his heart that he had spent quite a pleasant morning.
At dinner-time Diana and her uncle walked into the room, side by side.
"Well, William," said Mrs. Dolman, "I hope you have finished your sermon."
"Not quite, my dear," he answered.
"Not kite, my dear," echoed Diana.
Mr. Dolman gave her a half-terrified glance, but she was stanch11 enough, and had not the least idea of betraying the happy morning they had spent together.
Towards the end of the meal, her clear little voice might have been heard calling to her uncle.
"Uncle William, you wishes me to have a whole
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holiday; doesn't you? You pwomised I is to have a whole holiday to-day."
Now, Mrs. Dolman had felt very uncomfortable about Diana during her hot walk to the village that morning. She had not at all minded punishing her, but when she saw her lying white and unconscious in her arms, she had certainly gone through a terrible moment, and had, perhaps, in the whole course of her life, never felt so thankful as when the black eyes opened wide, and the little voice sounded once again. The look, too, that Diana had given her on this occasion she could not quite efface12 from her recollection. On the whole, therefore, she felt inclined to be gentle to the little girl, and when she pleaded for a holiday Mrs. Dolman did not say a word to interfere13.
"It is a very hot day, and Diana was not quite well this morning," said Mr. Dolman, glancing first at his wife and then at Miss Ramsay, "so, all things considered, perhaps—"
"Thank you, uncle," interrupted Diana, "it's kite settled, and you isn't half a bad sort of old man. And now, p'ease, I want Orion to have a holiday too."
"Oh, that's another matter!" interrupted Miss Ramsay. "Orion is in perfect health to-day, and as he is extremely backward for his age—"
"But the heat of the day, and the child being so young," put in Mr. Dolman.
"I'd be much happier if I had Orion with me," continued Diana, "and it's 'portant my being happy; isn't it, Uncle William? P'ease, Uncle William, say that Orion may have a holiday."
"I will give leave if your aunt and Miss Ramsay will," he replied.
"Oh, don't ask me!" said Mrs. Dolman, rising
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hastily as she spoke. "I wash my hands of the pair."
"She washes her hands of the pair, so she don't count," said Diana. "Is we to have a holiday, Uncle William? I is, but is Orion, too? That's the 'portant part," she added.
"I have no objection," said Miss Ramsay, who thought it best to close this scene as quickly as possible.
Orion uttered a shout of rapture, Diana rushed up to him, clutched him round the neck, and pulled him from the room.
Nearly wild with glee, they both ran helter-skelter out of the house, into the cool shrubbery beyond.
"Now, Orion," said Diana, the moment they found themselves alone, "you must cool down and not 'cite yourself too much. We has a ter'ble lot of work to do. I has got my holiday through awfu' suff'in'. I was beated and killed, and I has come fresh to life again. Course I's in a wage, and I's got a holiday for you and for me 'cos we must do our work. Wun upstairs, Orion, and bwing down your big straw hat and mine, and we'll go and find them."
Orion knew perfectly14 well what "them" meant. He looked hard at Diana, saw something in her eyes which she could not suppress, and, with a sigh of mingled15 pleasure and alarm ran off to do her bidding. He returned in less than a minute with his large sailor hat stuck on the back of his head, and a white sun-bonnet for Diana. Diana's sun-bonnet had a black bow at the back and black strings16.
"Howid, hot old thing," she said, "I won't wear it. Here, let's hide it; I don't mind going with nothing."
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"But you must not do that," said Orion, "'cos, if they see you, they'll catch you and bring you home. You had best sling17 it on your arm, Di; and then, if they are seen coming, why, you can pop it on your head."
"Well, p'w'aps so," answered Diana. "We has an awfu' lot to do this afternoon, Orion, 'cos Aunt Jane has got to be shotted, and I's thinking of having Miss Wamsay shotted too."
"But do you mean," said Orion, "that you'll really shoot 'em both?"
"Yes," replied Diana. "It has to be done; it's ter'ble, but it must be done. What would be the good if they wasn't shotted dead? Yes, they'll be shotted, and they'll have a public funeral, and after that we'll have a lovely time. Uncle William isn't half bad, and 'stead of doing howid lessons every morning we'll just go into the garding and eat stwawberries and cherries, and he'll play with us. He'll love to, for he don't like writing sermins a bit, and we'll blindfold18 him and he'll wun after us. He's k'ite a nice old man, and if Aunt Jane and Miss Wamsay is shotted—why, we'll have a jolly time. Now, let's wun and fetch the big bow and arrows."
Orion had always a great respect for his younger sister Diana. "Well," he said, "if you're a grand lady, don't forget that I'm a big giant, and that I've got a belt and a sword. There's Simpson, you know; she's rather a bother, and I can run my sword into her, if you really wish it, Diana."
"I'll think about it," answered Diana. "I don't want to have three persons deaded wight off; it might be sort of troublesome. I'll think what's best to be done with Simpson. Now, let's start at once."
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Mrs. Dolman was under the supposition that the children had gone to play in the back garden. The greater part of that somewhat neglected domain19 was laid out in shrubbery, and there were shady trees and swings and see-saws, and other sources of amusement for the little Dolmans during their brief hours of play. Miss Ramsay also thought that Diana and Orion would go to the shrubbery. She went up, therefore, to the schoolroom quite contented20. Mr. Dolman retired21 to his study, where he went to sleep, and Mrs. Dolman ordered the pony22 chaise, and went off to see a distant parishioner, who was very ill.
The house was wonderfully quiet, and nothing occurred to disturb Mr. Dolman in his deep slumber23. The manuscript pages which were to be covered by his neatly24 written sermon lay in virgin25 purity before him. In his sleep he dreamt of little Diana, and awoke presently with a queer sense of uneasiness with regard to her. But he was by nature a very lazy man, and it did not occur to him to inquire as to her present whereabouts. "She's a fine little soul," he said to himself. "I do wish Jane had not taken such a dislike to her. It is useless to drive that sort of child; she must be led, and led gently. 'Pon my word, I did have an entertaining morning with the little mite26, and what a lot of strawberries she made me eat! I wonder Jane did not remark at dinner how poor my appetite was—I was dreadfully afraid she would do so. Certainly Jane is an active woman, an excellent woman, but just a little bit stern."
Meanwhile Diana, holding Orion by the hand, had started running up the long avenue. The little pair soon reached the lodge27 gates. Diana and her brother went out through the postern door which was at the
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side, and the next moment found themselves on the highroad. This road led in the direction of the shady woods where Apollo had hidden the bow and arrows a few weeks ago. It was a pretty road, a couple of miles in length, and well shaded by trees, a kind of outgrowth of the forest itself. As she was not likely to meet any of the Dolman family on the road, Diana did not wear her sun-bonnet, but kept it hanging on her arm. "It is nice to be out," she said, as she tripped along. "I love hot sun; I love twees; I love blue sky; I love dust."
"I don't," replied Orion; "this road is horrid28 dusty, and it gets into my shoes. I have only my house shoes on, you know, Diana."
"Oh, never mind!" answered Diana. "If you is a giant, you isn't going to g'umble. What is the use of g'umbling? You be all wight soon. We'll be in the wood soon, and we'll have got the bow and arrows, and then we'll have to pwactice shooting. Oh, I say, there's a turnstile and a path, and I believe the path leads stwaight to the wood. Let's leave the woad and go to the wood that way."
"All right," replied Orion. He always did say "all right" to every single thing Diana asked him to do.
The children now found themselves in a shady lane, between high hedgerows. It was a pretty lane, only very sultry at this time of day; but Diana, seeing butterflies flying about, began to give chase to them. She also stopped many times to pick flowers. Orion shouted as he ran, and neither of the little pair minded, for a time at least, the fact that the sun was pouring on their heads, and that their small faces were getting redder and redder.
"I's stweaming down with hotness," said Diana, at
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last. "I must stop a bit or I'll melt away. I don't want to melt till I has shotted my enemies. Is you stweaming with hotness, Orion?"
"Yes," said Orion.
They stood still, took out their handkerchiefs, mopped their faces vigorously, and then continued their walk. The time seemed to drag all of a sudden; they were both very tired. How glad they were when they finally reached the friendly shelter of the Super-Ashton woods. Here it was deliciously cool, and here Diana, thoroughly29 exhausted30, threw herself on her face and hands, and, before Orion could say a word, had dropped off into sound sleep. He thought she looked very comfortable, and it occurred to him that he could not do better than follow her example. Accordingly, he also stretched himself on the ground, and, with his head resting on one of Diana's fat little legs, also visited the land of dreams. For two hours the children slept. When they awoke at last they found that the sun was no longer high in the heavens; it was veering31 rapidly towards the west, and was sending slanting32 and very beautiful rays of light through the wood. Diana rubbed her eyes and looked around her.
"I's awfu' hung'y," she said. "How does you feel, Orion?"
"My tumtum's empty," answered Orion.
"We'll pick berries in the wood," said Diana; "that'll sat'sfy us. Berries is wight for wunaway sildrens. Do you 'member what we has come here for, Orion?"
"To amuse ourselves, I suppose," replied Orion.
Diana gave him an angry flash from her black eyes.
"What a silly little boy you is!" she said. "We has
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come for most solemn, 'portant business. I is Diana—the gweat Diana what lived years and years ago—and you is Orion. I is the gweatest huntwess in all the world, and I's going to shoot Aunt Jane and Miss Wamsay. Now, come 'long, Orion, and let's look for the bow and arrow."
The children searched and searched, and after a long time did actually discover the crooked33 and badly made bow and the blunt arrow.
"Here they is, the darlin's!" cried Diana. "My own bow, my own arrow—how I loves 'em! Now, Orion, I is going to shoot you—for pwactice, you know, and then you shall shoot me for pwactice too. You stand up there against the twee, and I'll make good shots. You don't mind if I does hurt you a bit, does you?"
"But I don't want to be shotted down dead," replied Orion.
"No, I won't go as far as that. It's only Aunt Jane and Miss Wamsay who is to be shotted dead; but you'll have to be shotted, 'cos I must pwactice how to do it."
"But couldn't you practice against the tree without me standing34 there?" said Orion, who had no fancy to have even this very blunt arrow directed at his face.
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