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Jane
dropped
behind
with
Michael
.
"
It
's
your
fault
!
"
she
said
.
"
Now
we
'll
never
know
.
"
"
I
do
n't
care
!
"
said
Michael
,
and
he
began
to
push
his
scooter
very
quickly
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
know
.
"
But
he
did
want
to
know
very
badly
indeed
.
And
,
as
it
turned
out
,
he
and
Jane
and
everybody
else
knew
all
about
it
before
tea-time
.
Just
as
they
were
about
to
cross
the
road
to
their
own
house
,
they
heard
loud
cries
coming
from
Next
Door
,
and
there
they
saw
a
curious
sight
.
Miss
Lark
's
two
maids
were
rushing
wildly
about
the
garden
,
looking
under
bushes
and
up
into
the
trees
as
people
do
who
have
lost
their
most
valuable
possession
.
And
there
was
Robertson
Ay
,
from
Number
Seventeen
,
busily
wasting
his
time
by
poking
at
the
gravel
on
Miss
Lark
's
path
with
a
broom
as
though
he
expected
to
find
the
missing
treasure
under
a
pebble
.
Miss
Lark
herself
was
running
about
in
her
garden
,
waving
her
arms
and
calling
:
"
Andrew
,
Andrew
!
Oh
,
he
's
lost
.
My
darling
boy
is
lost
!
We
must
send
for
the
Police
.
I
must
see
the
Prime
Minister
.
Andrew
is
lost
!
Oh
dear
!
oh
dear
!
"
Miss
Lark
was
running
about
in
her
garden
"
Oh
,
poor
Miss
Lark
!
"
said
Jane
,
hurrying
across
the
road
.
She
could
not
help
feeling
sorry
because
Miss
Lark
looked
so
upset
.
But
it
was
Michael
who
really
comforted
Miss
Lark
.
Just
as
he
was
going
in
at
the
gate
of
Number
Seventeen
,
he
looked
down
the
Lane
and
there
he
saw
--
"
Why
,
there
's
Andrew
,
Miss
Lark
.
See
,
down
there
--
just
turning
Admiral
Boom
's
corner
!
"
"
Where
,
where
?
Show
me
!
"
said
Miss
Lark
breathlessly
,
and
she
peered
in
the
direction
in
which
Michael
was
pointing
.
