We want one badly." (Gregory, as I have said, hated fielding.) "Let's adopt it," said Hester.

"Mother often says how she wishes we were still babies." "Don't let's adopt it if it's a girl," said Gregory.
"It doesn't matter what a baby is," said Hester,--"whether it's a boy or a girl.

The important thing is that it's a baby.

When it gets too big, we can let it go." "I'm dreadfully afraid," said Janet, "that we shall have to try to find out whose it is and give it back now." "Well," said Mary, "we needn't try too hard, need we ?" "How are you going to try, anyway ?" Jack asked, with some scorn.

"You can't stop everyone you see and say, 'Have you lost a baby ?' This old man just coming along, for instance." "Wouldn't a good way," said Robert, "be to write a little placard: FOUND, A BABY.
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and stick it on the caravan ?" They liked that idea, but Janet suggested that it would be best to ask Kink first.
"There's only one thing to do," said Kink, "and that is to hand it over to the police at the next place we come to." "Police again!" said Horace.