"I've got a plan that will do, I think." Then a sudden fire entered her manner.
"Who is the General's father?
Tell me that," she said, in a rapid, eager way; "and isn't it right and proper fathers should look after their sons?
And doesn't he deserve we should get even with him for doing us out of the pantomime?
And isn't the Aquarium too lovely to miss ?" "Well ?" Pip said; his slower brain did not follow such rapid reasoning.
"Only I'm going to leave the General here at the Barracks for a couple of hours till we come back, his father being the proper person to watch over him." Judy grasped the General's small.
fat hand in a determined way, and opened the gate.
"Oh, I say," remarked Pip, "we'll get in an awful row, you know, Fizz.

I don't think we'd better--I don't really, old girl." "Not a bit," said Judy, stoutly--"at least, only a bit, and the Aquarium's worth that.

Look how it's raining; the child will get croup, or rheumatism, or something if we take him; there's Father standing over on the green near the tennis-court talking to a man.

I'll slip quietly along the veranda and into his own room, and put the coat and the General on the bed; then I'll tell a soldier to go and tell Father his parcels have come; and while he's gone I'll fly back to you, and we'll catch the tram and go to the Aquarium." Pip whistled again softly.

He was used to bold proposals from this sister of his, but this was beyond everything.