five children and it-第22部分
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out at him and caught him by the collar。
'Now;' he said; and his voice was about four times its usual size;
just as his body was four times its; 'I'm going to teach you to
kick boys smaller than you。'
He lifted up the baker's boy and set him on the top of the
haystack; which was about sixteen feet from the ground; and then he
sat down on the roof of the cowshed and told the baker's boy
exactly what he thought of him。 I don't think the boy heard it all
… he was in a sort of trance of terror。 When Robert had said
everything he could think of; and some things twice over; he shook
the boy and said:
'And now get down the best way you can;' and left him。
I don't know how the baker's boy got down; but I do know that he
missed the cart; and got into the very hottest of hot water when he
turned up at last at the bakehouse。 I am sorry for him; but; after
all; it was quite right that he should be taught that English boys
mustn't use their feet when they fight; but their fists。 Of course
the water he got into only became hotter when he tried to tell his
master about the boy he had licked and the giant as high as a
church; because no one could possibly believe such a tale as that。
Next day the tale was believed … but that was too late to be of any
use to the baker's boy。
When Robert rejoined the others he found them in the garden。
Anthea had thoughtfully asked Martha to let them have dinner out
there … because the dining…room was rather small; and it would have
been so awkward to have a brother the size of Robert in there。 The
Lamb; who had slept peacefully during the whole stormy morning; was
now found to be sneezing; and Martha said he had a cold and would
be better indoors。
'And really it's just as well;' said Cyril; 'for I don't believe
he'd ever have stopped screaming if he'd once seen you the awful
size you are!'
Robert was indeed what a draper would call an 'out…size' in boys。
He found himself able to step right over the iron gate in the front
garden。
Martha brought out the dinner … it was cold veal and baked
potatoes; with sago pudding and stewed plums to follow。
She of course did not notice that Robert was anything but the usual
size; and she gave him as much meat and potatoes as usual and no
more。 You have no idea how small your usual helping of dinner
looks when you are many times your proper size。 Robert groaned;
and asked for more bread。 But Martha would not go on giving more
bread for ever。 She was in a hurry; because the keeper intended to
call on his way to Benenhurst Fair; and she wished to be dressed
smartly before he came。
'I wish WE were going to the Fair;' said Robert。
'You can't go anywhere that size;' said Cyril。
'Why not?' said Robert。 'They have giants at fairs; much bigger
ones than me。'
'Not much; they don't;' Cyril was beginning; when Jane screamed
'Oh!' with such loud suddenness that they all thumped her on the
back and asked whether she had swallowed a plum…stone。
'No;' she said; breathless from being thumped; 'it's … it's not a
plum…stone。 it's an idea。 Let's take Robert to the Fair; and get
them to give us money for showing him! Then we really shall get
something out of the old Sammyadd at last!'
'Take me; indeed!' said Robert indignantly。 'Much more likely me
take you!'
And so it turned out。 The idea appealed irresistibly to everyone
but Robert; and even he was brought round by Anthea's suggestion
that he should have a double share of any money they might make。
There was a little old pony…trap in the coach…house … the kind that
is called a governess…cart。 It seemed desirable to get to the Fair
as quickly as possible; so Robert … who could now take enormous
steps and so go very fast indeed … consented to wheel the others in
this。 It was as easy to him now as wheeling the Lamb in the
mail…cart had been in the morning。 The Lamb's cold prevented his
being of the party。
It was a strange sensation being wheeled in a pony…carriage by a
giant。 Everyone enjoyed the journey except Robert and the few
people they passed on the way。 These mostly went into what looked
like some kind of standing…up fits by the roadside; as Anthea said。
just outside Benenhurst; Robert hid in a barn; and the others went
on to the Fair。
There were some swings; and a hooting tooting blaring
merry…go…round; and a shooting…gallery and coconut shies。
Resisting an impulse to win a coconut … or at least to attempt the
enterprise … Cyril went up to the woman who was loading little guns
before the array of glass bottles on strings against a sheet of
canvas。
'Here you are; little gentleman!' she said。 'Penny a shot!'
'No; thank you;' said Cyril; 'we are here on business; not on
pleasure。 Who's the master?'
'The what?'
'The master … the head … the boss of the show。'
'Over there;' she said; pointing to a stout man in a dirty linen
jacket who was sleeping in the sun; 'but I don't advise you to wake
him sudden。 His temper's contrary; especially these hot days。
Better have a shot while you're waiting。'
'It's rather important;' said Cyril。 'It'll be very profitable to
him。 I think he'll be sorry if we take it away。'
'Oh; if it's money in his pocket;' said the woman。 'No kid now?
What is it?'
'It's a GIANT。'
'You ARE kidding?'
'Come along and see;' said Anthea。
The woman looked doubtfully at them; then she called to a ragged
little girl in striped stockings and a dingy white petticoat that
came below her brown frock; and leaving her in charge of the
'shooting…gallery' she turned to Anthea and said; 'Well; hurry up!
But if you ARE kidding; you'd best say so。 I'm as mild as milk
myself; but my Bill he's a fair terror and …'
Anthea led the way to the barn。 'It really IS a giant;' she said。
'He's a giant little boy … in Norfolks like my brother's there。
And we didn't bring him up to the Fair because people do stare so;
and they seem to go into kind of standing…up fits when they see
him。 And we thought perhaps you'd like to show him and get
pennies; and if you like to pay us something; you can … only; it'll
have to be rather a lot; because we promised him he should have a
double share of whatever we made。'
The woman murmured something indistinct; of which the children
could only hear the words; 'Swelp me!' 'balmy;' and 'crumpet;'
which conveyed no definite idea to their minds。
She had taken Anthea's hand; and was holding it very firmly; and
Anthea could not help wondering what would happen if Robert should
have wandered off or turned his proper size during the interval。
But she knew that the Psammead's gifts really did last till sunset;
however inconvenient their lasting might be; and she did not think;
somehow; that Robert would care to go out alone while he was that
size。
When they reached the barn and Cyril called 'Robert!' there was a
stir among the loose hay; and Robert began to come out。 His hand
and arm came first … then a foot and leg。 When the woman saw the
hand she said 'My!' but when she saw the foot she said 'Upon my
civvy!' and when; by slow and heavy degrees; the whole of Robert's
enormous bulk was at last completely disclosed; she drew a long
breath and began to say many things; compared with which 'balmy'
and 'crumpet' seemed quite ordinary。 She dropped into
understandable English at last。
'What'll you take for him?' she said excitedly。 'Anything in
reason。 We'd have a special van built … leastways; I know where
there's a second…hand one would do up handsome … what a baby
elephant had; as died。 What'll you take? He's soft; ain't he?
Them giants mostly is … but I never see … no; never! What'll you
take? Down on the nail。 We'll treat him like a king; and give him
first…rate grub and a doss fit for a bloomin' dook。 He must be
dotty or he wouldn't need you kids to cart him about。 What'll you
take for him?'
'They won't take anything;' said Robert sternly。 'I'm no more soft
than you are … not so much; I shouldn't wonder。 I'll come and be
a show for to…day if you'll give me' … he hesitated at the enormous
price he was about to ask … 'if you'll give me fifteen shillings。'
'Done;' said the woman; so quickly that Robert felt he had been
unfair to himself; and wished he had asked thirty。 'Come on now …
and see my Bill … and we'll fix a price for the season。 I dessay
you might get as much as two quid a week reg'lar。 Come on … and
make yourself as small as you can; for gracious' sake!'
This was not very small; and a crowd gathered quickly; so that it
was at the head of an enthusiastic procession that Robert entered
the trampled meadow where the Fair was held; and passed over the
stubbly yellow dusty grass to the door of the biggest tent。 He
crept in; and the woman went to call her Bill。 He was the big
sleeping man; and he did not seem at all pleased at being awakened。
Cyril; watching through a slit in the tent; saw him scowl and shake
a heavy fist and a sleepy head。 Then the woman went on speaking
very fast。 Cyril heard 'Strewth;' and 'biggest draw you ever; so
help me!' and he began to share Robert's feeling that fifteen
shillings was indeed far too little。 Bill slouched up to the tent
and entered。 When he beheld the magnificent proportions of Robert
he said but little … 'Strike me pink!' were the only words the
children could afterwards remember … but he produced fifteen
shillings; mainly in sixpences and coppers; and handed it to
Robert。
'We'll fix up about what you're to draw when the show's over
to…night;' he said with hoarse heartiness。 'Lor' love a duck!
you'll be that happy with us you'll never want to leave us。 Can
you do a song now … or a bit of a breakdown?'
'Not to…day;' said Robert; rejecting the idea of trying to sing 'As
once in May'; a favourite of h