Charlotte M Yonge

The Pillars of the House; Or, Under Wode, Under Rode, Vol 1 Charlotte M Yonge

Publisher Marketing: 'O I've got a plum-cake, and a feast let us make, Come, school-fellows, come at my call; I assure you 'tis nice, and we'll all have a slice, Here's more than enough for us all.' JANE TAYLOR. 'It is come! Felix, it is come!' So cried, shouted, shrieked a chorus, as a street door was torn open to admit four boys, with their leathern straps of books over their shoulders. They set up a responsive yell of 'Jolly! Jolly!' which being caught up and re-echoed by at least five voices within, caused a considerable volume of sound in the narrow entry and narrower staircase, up which might be seen a sort of pyramid of children. 'Where is it?' asked the tallest of the four arrivals, as he soberly hung up his hat. 'Mamma has got it in the drawing-room, and Papa has been in ever since dinner, ' was the universal cry from two fine-complexioned, handsome girls, from a much smaller girl and boy, and from a creature rolling on the stairs, whose sex and speech seemed as yet uncertain. 'And where's Cherry?' was the further question; 'is she there too?' 'Yes, but-' as he laid his hand on the door- 'don't open the letter there. Get Cherry, and we'll settle what to do with it.' 'O Felix, I've a stunning notion!' 'Felix, promise to do what I want!' 'Felix, do pray buy me some Turkish delight!' 'Felix, I do want the big spotty horse.'