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Mr.
Wigg
smiled
contentedly
.
"
It
is
usual
,
I
think
,
to
begin
with
bread-and-butter
,
"
he
said
to
Jane
and
Michael
,
"
but
as
it
's
my
birthday
we
will
begin
the
wrong
way
--
which
I
always
think
is
the
right
way
--
with
the
Cake
!
"
And
he
cut
a
large
slice
for
everybody
.
"
More
tea
?
"
he
said
to
Jane
.
But
before
she
had
time
to
reply
there
was
a
quick
,
sharp
knock
at
the
door
.
"
Come
in
!
"
called
Mr.
Wigg
.
The
door
opened
,
and
there
stood
Miss
Persimmon
with
a
jug
of
hot
water
on
a
tray
.
There
they
were
,
all
together
,
up
in
the
air
"
I
thought
,
Mr.
Wigg
,
"
she
began
,
looking
searchingly
round
the
room
,
"
you
'd
be
wanting
some
more
hot
--
Well
,
I
never
!
I
simply
never
!
"
she
said
,
as
she
caught
sight
of
them
all
seated
on
the
air
round
the
table
.
"
Such
goings
on
I
never
did
see
.
In
all
my
born
days
I
never
saw
such
.
I
'm
sure
,
Mr.
Wigg
,
I
always
knew
you
were
a
bit
odd
.
But
I
've
closed
my
eyes
to
it
--
being
as
how
you
paid
your
rent
regular
.
But
such
behaviour
as
this
--
having
tea
in
the
air
with
your
guests
--
Mr.
Wigg
,
sir
,
I
'm
astonished
at
you
!
It
's
that
undignified
,
and
for
a
gentleman
of
your
age
--
I
never
did
--
"
"
But
perhaps
you
will
,
Miss
Persimmon
!
"
said
Michael
.
