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CONTENTS
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THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY 15
THE CONSCIENCE-PUDDING 37
ARCHIBALD THE UNPLEASANT 62
OVER THE WATER TO CHINA 88
THE YOUNG ANTIQUARIES 113
THE INTREPID EXPLORER AND HIS LIEUTENANT 136
THE TURK IN CHAINS; OR, RICHARD'S REVENGE 161
THE GOLDEN GONDOLA 185
THE FLYING LODGER 209
THE SMUGGLER'S REVENGE 236
ZAÏDA, THE MYSTERIOUS PROPHETESS OF THE GOLDEN ORIENT 262
THE LADY AND THE LICENSE; OR, FRIENDSHIP'S GARLAND 287
THE POOR AND NEEDY 311
_THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY_
WE Bastables have only two uncles, and neither of them, are our
own natural-born relatives. One is a great-uncle, and the other is
the uncle from his birth of Albert, who used to live next door to
us in the Lewisham Road. When we first got to know him (it was over
some baked potatoes, and is quite another story) we called him
Albert-next-door's-Uncle, and then Albert's uncle for short. But
Albert's uncle and my father joined in taking a jolly house in the
country, called the Moat House, and we stayed there for our summer
holidays; and it was there, through an accident to a pilgrim with peas
in his shoes--that's another story too--that we found Albert's uncle's
long-lost love; and as she was very old indeed--twenty-six next
birthday--and he was ever so much older in the vale of years, he had to
get married almost directly, and it was fixed for about Christmas-time.
And when our holidays came the whole six of us went down to the Moat
House with Father and Albert's uncle. We never had a Christmas in the
country before. It was simply ripping. And the long-lost love--her name
was Miss Ashleigh, but we were allowed to call her Aunt Margaret even
before the wedding made it really legal for us to do so--she and her
jolly clergyman brother used to come over, and sometimes we went to the
Cedars, where they live, and we had games and charades, and
hide-and-seek, and Devil in the Dark, which is a game girls pretend to
like, and very few do really, and crackers and a Christmas-tree for the
village children, and everything you can jolly well think of.
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THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY 15
THE CONSCIENCE-PUDDING 37
ARCHIBALD THE UNPLEASANT 62
OVER THE WATER TO CHINA 88
THE YOUNG ANTIQUARIES 113
THE INTREPID EXPLORER AND HIS LIEUTENANT 136
THE TURK IN CHAINS; OR, RICHARD'S REVENGE 161
THE GOLDEN GONDOLA 185
THE FLYING LODGER 209
THE SMUGGLER'S REVENGE 236
ZAÏDA, THE MYSTERIOUS PROPHETESS OF THE GOLDEN ORIENT 262
THE LADY AND THE LICENSE; OR, FRIENDSHIP'S GARLAND 287
THE POOR AND NEEDY 311
_THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY_
WE Bastables have only two uncles, and neither of them, are our
own natural-born relatives. One is a great-uncle, and the other is
the uncle from his birth of Albert, who used to live next door to
us in the Lewisham Road. When we first got to know him (it was over
some baked potatoes, and is quite another story) we called him
Albert-next-door's-Uncle, and then Albert's uncle for short. But
Albert's uncle and my father joined in taking a jolly house in the
country, called the Moat House, and we stayed there for our summer
holidays; and it was there, through an accident to a pilgrim with peas
in his shoes--that's another story too--that we found Albert's uncle's
long-lost love; and as she was very old indeed--twenty-six next
birthday--and he was ever so much older in the vale of years, he had to
get married almost directly, and it was fixed for about Christmas-time.
And when our holidays came the whole six of us went down to the Moat
House with Father and Albert's uncle. We never had a Christmas in the
country before. It was simply ripping. And the long-lost love--her name
was Miss Ashleigh, but we were allowed to call her Aunt Margaret even
before the wedding made it really legal for us to do so--she and her
jolly clergyman brother used to come over, and sometimes we went to the
Cedars, where they live, and we had games and charades, and
hide-and-seek, and Devil in the Dark, which is a game girls pretend to
like, and very few do really, and crackers and a Christmas-tree for the
village children, and everything you can jolly well think of.
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