And he flung his arms round the neck of the terrified Professor, who raised a wild shriek, but whether he received the threatened kiss or not I was unable to see, as Bruno, who had by this time released himself from his extinguisher, rushed headlong out of the room, followed by Sylvie; and I was so fearful of being left alone among all these crazy creatures that I hurried after them.
"We must go to Father!" Sylvie panted, as they ran down the garden. "I'm sure things are at their worst! I'll ask the Gardener to let us out again."
"But we ca'n't walk all the way!" Bruno whimpered. " How I wiss we had a coach-and-four, like Uncle!"
And, shrill and wild, rang through the air the familiar voice: —
"He thought he saw a Coach-and-Four
That stood beside his bed:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bear without a Head.
'Poor thing' he said, 'poor silly thing!
It's waiting to be fed!'"
