of kindness that way.”
“You must be a comfort to one and all!”
It became more and more apparent to me that this infernal kid must somehow be turned out eftsoons or right speedily. I had hidden the parcel behind my back, and I didn’t think he had seen it; but I wanted to get at that chest of drawers quick, before anyone else came along.
“I shouldn’t bother about tidying the room,” I said.
“I like tidying it. It’s not a bit of trouble—really.”
“But it’s quite tidy now.”
“Not so tidy as I shall make it.”
This was getting perfectly rotten. I didn’t want to murder the kid, and yet there didn’t seem any other way of shifting him. I pressed down