"We will try a less exciting topic," the Professor mildly remarked to the children. "You were asking——"
"We asked him to let us through the garden-door," said Sylvie: "but he wouldn't: but perhaps he would for you!"
The Professor put the request, very humbly and courteously. " I wouldn't mind letting you out," said the Gardener. "But I mustn't open the door for children. D'you think I'd disobey the Rules? Not for one-and-sixpence!"
The Professor cautiously produced a couple of shillings.
"That'll do it!" the Gardener shouted, as he hurled the watering-can across the flowerbed, and produced a handful of keys——one large one, and a number of small ones.
"But look here. Professor dear!" whispered Sylvie. "He needn't open the door for us, at all. We can go out with you."
"True, dear child!" the Professor thankfully replied, as he replaced the coins in his pocket. "That saves two shillings!" And he took the children's hands, that they might all go out
