Sabrina Fair
was done the aquarium was so heavy that the combined efforts of all four children could not begin to move it.
"Never mind," said Mavis, the consoler; "let's empty it out again and take it back to the common room, and then fill it by secret jugfuls, carried separately, you know."
This might have been successful, but Aunt Enid met the first secret jugful—and forbade the second.
"Messing about," she called it. "No, of course I shan't allow you to waste your money on fish." And Mother was already at the seaside getting the lodgings ready for them. Her last words had been—
"Be sure you do exactly what Aunt Enid says." So, of course, they had to. Also Mother had said, "Don't argue," so they had not even the melancholy satisfaction of telling Aunt Enid that she was quite wrong, and that they were not messing about at all.
Aunt Enid was not a real aunt, but just an old friend of Grandmamma's, with an aunt's name and privileges and rather more than an aunt's authority. She was much older than a real aunt and not half so nice. She was what is called "firm" with children, and no one ever called her auntie. Just Aunt Enid. That will tell you in a moment.
So there the aquarium was, dishearteningly dry—for even the few drops left in it from its first filling dried up almost at once.
Even in its unwatery state, however, the aquarium was beautiful. It had not any of that ugly ironwork with red lead showing between the iron and the glass which you may sometimes have noticed in the aquariums of your friends. No, it was one solid thick piece of clear glass, faintly green, and when you stooped down and looked through you could almost fancy that there really was water in it.
"Let's put flowers in it," Kathleen suggested, "and pretend they're anemones. Do let's, Francis."
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