It was then that Maimie was terrible . Tony entreated her not to do it to-night , and the mother and their coloured nurse threatened her , but Maimie merely smiled her agitating smile . And by-and-by when they were alone with their night-light she would start up in bed crying `` Hsh ! what was that ? '' Tony beseeches her ! `` It was nothing -- do n't , Maimie , do n't ! '' and pulls the sheet over his head . `` It is coming nearer ! '' she cries ; `` Oh , look at it , Tony ! It is feeling your bed with its horns -- it is boring for you , oh , Tony , oh ! '' and she desists not until he rushes downstairs in his combinations , screeching . When they came up to whip Maimie they usually found her sleeping tranquilly , not shamming , you know , but really sleeping , and looking like the sweetest little angel , which seems to me to make it almost worse . But of course it was daytime when they were in the Gardens , and then Tony did most of the talking . You could gather from his talk that he was a very brave boy , and no one was so proud of it as Maimie . She would have loved to have a ticket on her saying that she was his sister . And at no time did she admire him more than when he told her , as he often did with splendid firmness , that one day he meant to remain behind in the Gardens after the gates were closed . `` Oh , Tony , '' she would say , with awful respect , `` but the fairies will be so angry ! '' `` I daresay , '' replied Tony , carelessly . `` Perhaps , '' she said , thrilling , `` Peter Pan will give you a sail in his boat ! '' `` I shall make him , '' replied Tony ; no wonder she was proud of him .
But they should not have talked so loudly , for one XXXXX they were overheard by a fairy who had been gathering skeleton leaves , from which the little people weave their summer curtains , and after that Tony was a marked boy .
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