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Turner, Ethel Sybil, 1872-1958

"Seven Little Australians"

She would grow strong again there
very quickly.
"Oh, and Judy, too."
"Ah-h-h!" he said.
Two of the lines smoothed themselves carefully from his brow.
"And Meg, because I mentioned she was looking pale."
The Captain placed the cigar back in the case. He forgot there was
such a thing as gout.
"The invitation could not have been more opportune," he said. "Accept
by all means; nothing could have been better; and it is an exceedingly
healthy climate. The other children can---"
"Oh, Father expressly stipulates for Pip as well, because he is a
scamp."
"Upon my word, Esther, your parents have a large enough fund of
philanthropy. Anyone else included in the invitation?"
"Only Nell and Bunty and Baby. Oh, and Mother says if you can
run up at any time for a few days shooting you know without her
telling you how pleased she will be to see you."
"The hospitality of squatters is world-farmed, but this breaks all
previous records, Esther." The Captain got up and stretched himself
with the air of a man released from a nightmare. "Accept by all
means--every one of you. On their own heads be the results; but
I'm afraid Yarrahappini will be a sadder and wiser place before
the month is over.


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