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There
are
also
numbers
of
them
along
the
Baby
Walk
,
which
is
a
famous
gentle
place
,
as
spots
frequented
by
fairies
are
called
.
Once
twenty-four
of
them
had
an
extraordinary
adventure
.
They
were
a
girls
'
school
out
for
a
walk
with
the
governess
,
and
all
wearing
hyacinth
gowns
,
when
she
suddenly
put
her
finger
to
her
mouth
,
and
then
they
all
stood
still
on
an
empty
bed
and
pretended
to
be
hyacinths
.
Unfortunately
,
what
the
governess
had
heard
was
two
gardeners
coming
to
plant
new
flowers
in
that
very
bed
.
They
were
wheeling
a
handcart
with
the
flowers
in
it
,
and
were
quite
surprised
to
find
the
bed
occupied
.
"
Pity
to
lift
them
hyacinths
,
"
said
the
one
man
.
"
Duke
's
orders
,
"
replied
the
other
,
and
,
having
emptied
the
cart
,
they
dug
up
the
boarding-school
and
put
the
poor
,
terrified
things
in
it
in
five
rows
.
Of
course
,
neither
the
governess
nor
the
girls
dare
let
on
that
they
were
fairies
,
so
they
were
carted
far
away
to
a
potting-shed
,
out
of
which
they
escaped
in
the
night
without
their
shoes
,
but
there
was
a
great
row
about
it
among
the
parents
,
and
the
school
was
ruined
.
As
for
their
houses
,
it
is
no
use
looking
for
them
,
because
they
are
the
exact
opposite
of
our
houses
.
You
can
see
our
houses
by
day
but
you
ca
n't
see
them
by
dark
.
Well
,
you
can
see
their
houses
by
dark
,
but
you
ca
n't
see
them
by
day
,
for
they
are
the
colour
of
night
,
and
I
never
heard
of
anyone
yet
who
could
see
night
in
the
daytime
.
This
does
not
mean
that
they
are
black
,
for
night
has
its
colours
just
as
day
has
,
but
ever
so
much
brighter
.
Their
blues
and
reds
and
greens
are
like
ours
with
a
light
behind
them
.
The
palace
is
entirely
built
of
many-coloured
glasses
,
and
is
quite
the
loveliest
of
all
royal
residences
,
but
the
queen
sometimes
complains
because
the
common
people
will
peep
in
to
see
what
she
is
doing
.
They
are
very
inquisitive
folk
,
and
press
quite
hard
against
the
glass
,
and
that
is
why
their
noses
are
mostly
snubby
.
The
streets
are
miles
long
and
very
twisty
,
and
have
paths
on
each
side
made
of
bright
worsted
.
The
birds
used
to
steal
the
worsted
for
their
nests
,
but
a
policeman
has
been
appointed
to
hold
on
at
the
other
end
.
One
of
the
great
differences
between
the
fairies
and
us
is
that
they
never
do
anything
useful
.
When
the
first
baby
laughed
for
the
first
time
,
his
laugh
broke
into
a
million
pieces
,
and
they
all
went
skipping
about
.
That
was
the
beginning
of
fairies
.
They
look
tremendously
busy
,
you
know
,
as
if
they
had
not
a
moment
to
spare
,
but
if
you
were
to
ask
them
what
they
are
doing
,
they
could
not
tell
you
in
the
least
.
They
are
frightfully
ignorant
,
and
everything
they
do
is
make-believe
.
They
have
a
postman
,
but
he
never
calls
except
at
Christmas
with
his
little
box
,
and
though
they
have
beautiful
schools
,
nothing
is
taught
in
them
;
the
youngest
child
being
chief
person
is
always
elected
mistress
,
and
when
she
has
called
the
roll
,
they
all
go
out
for
a
walk
and
never
come
back
.
It
is
a
very
noticeable
thing
that
,
in
fairy
families
,
the
youngest
is
always
chief
person
,
and
usually
becomes
a
prince
or
princess
;
and
children
remember
this
,
and
think
it
must
be
so
among
humans
also
,
and
that
is
why
they
are
often
made
uneasy
when
they
come
upon
their
mother
furtively
putting
new
frills
on
the
basinette
.
You
have
probably
observed
that
your
baby-sister
wants
to
do
all
sorts
of
things
that
your
mother
and
her
nurse
want
her
not
to
do
:
to
stand
up
at
sitting-down
time
,
and
to
sit
down
at
standing-up
time
,
for
instance
,
or
to
wake
up
when
she
should
fall
asleep
,
or
to
crawl
on
the
floor
when
she
is
wearing
her
best
frock
,
and
so
on
,
and
perhaps
you
put
this
down
to
naughtiness
.
But
it
is
not
;
it
simply
means
that
she
is
doing
as
she
has
seen
the
fairies
do
;
she
begins
by
following
their
ways
,
and
it
takes
about
two
years
to
get
her
into
the
human
ways
.
Her
fits
of
passion
,
which
are
awful
to
behold
,
and
are
usually
called
teething
,
are
no
such
thing
;
they
are
her
natural
exasperation
,
because
we
do
n't
understand
her
,
though
she
is
talking
an
intelligible
language
.
She
is
talking
fairy
.
The
reason
mothers
and
nurses
know
what
her
remarks
mean
,
before
other
people
know
,
as
that
"
Guch
"
means
"
Give
it
to
me
at
once
,
"
while
"
Wa
"
is
"
Why
do
you
wear
such
a
funny
hat
?
"
is
because
,
mixing
so
much
with
babies
,
they
have
picked
up
a
little
of
the
fairy
language
.
Of
late
David
has
been
thinking
back
hard
about
the
fairy
tongue
,
with
his
hands
clutching
his
temples
,
and
he
has
remembered
a
number
of
their
phrases
which
I
shall
tell
you
some
day
if
I
do
n't
forget
.
He
had
heard
them
in
the
days
when
he
was
a
thrush
,
and
though
I
suggested
to
him
that
perhaps
it
is
really
bird
language
he
is
remembering
,
he
says
not
,
for
these
phrases
are
about
fun
and
adventures
,
and
the
birds
talked
of
nothing
but
nest-building
.
He
distinctly
remembers
that
the
birds
used
to
go
from
spot
to
spot
like
ladies
at
shop-windows
,
looking
at
the
different
nests
and
saying
,
"
Not
my
colour
,
my
dear
,
"
and
"
How
would
that
do
with
a
soft
lining
?
"
and
"
But
will
it
wear
?
"
and
"
What
hideous
trimming
!
"
and
so
on
.
The
fairies
are
exquisite
dancers
,
and
that
is
why
one
of
the
first
things
the
baby
does
is
to
sign
to
you
to
dance
to
him
and
then
to
cry
when
you
do
it
.
They
hold
their
great
balls
in
the
open
air
,
in
what
is
called
a
fairy-ring
.
For
weeks
afterward
you
can
see
the
ring
on
the
grass
.
It
is
not
there
when
they
begin
,
but
they
make
it
by
waltzing
round
and
round
.
Sometimes
you
will
find
mushrooms
inside
the
ring
,
and
these
are
fairy
chairs
that
the
servants
have
forgotten
to
clear
away
.
The
chairs
and
the
rings
are
the
only
tell-tale
marks
these
little
people
leave
behind
them
,
and
they
would
remove
even
these
were
they
not
so
fond
of
dancing
that
they
toe
it
till
the
very
moment
of
the
opening
of
the
gates
.
David
and
I
once
found
a
fairy-ring
quite
warm
.
