THE GOLDEN TOUCH
memorable forenoon. Dandelion, Clover, Cowslip, and Buttercup were almost persuaded that he had winged slippers, like those which the Nymphs gave Perseus; so often had the student shown himself at the tiptop of a nut-tree, when only a moment before he had been standing on the ground. And then, what showers of walnuts had he sent rattling down upon their heads, for their busy little hands to gather into the baskets! In short, he had been as active as a squirrel or a monkey, and now, flinging himself down on the yellow leaves, seemed inclined to take a little rest.
But children have no mercy nor consideration for anybody’s weariness; and if you had but a single breath left, they would ask you to spend it in telling them a story.
‘Cousin Eustace,’ said Cowslip, ‘that was a very nice story of the Gorgon’s Head. Do you think you could tell us another as good?’
‘Yes, child,’ said Eustace, pulling the brim of his cap over his eyes, as if preparing for a nap. ‘I can tell you a dozen, as good or better, if I choose.’
‘O Primrose and Periwinkle, do you hear what he says?’ cried Cowslip, dancing with delight. ‘Cousin Eustace is going to tell us a dozen better stories than that about the Gorgon’s Head!’
‘I did not promise you even one, you foolish little Cowslip!’ said Eustace, half pettishly. ‘However, I suppose you must have it. This is the consequence of having earned a reputation! I wish I were a great deal duller than I am, or that I had never shown half the bright qualities with which nature has endowed me; and then I might have my nap out, in peace and comfort!’
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