"Is there no other place where one might get
more, so to speak, into the festive mood, miss?"
"Oh yes, you silly Poppy, lots and lots; but we'll come to those
presently. You'll have to see the Houses of Parliament, where our laws
are made--if you don't feel grave there, you ought. Then you must
visit the Tower, where people's heads were cut off--it's very solemn
indeed at the Tower; and, of course, you will pay a visit to the Zoo,
and you can see the lions fed, and you can look at the monkey-house."
"I likes monkeys," said Poppy, whose face had been growing graver and
graver while Jasmine was talking; "and if you'll throw in a little bit
of gazing into shop windows, Miss Jasmine, and learning the newest
cuts of a bonnet, and the most genteel fit of a mantle, why, then,
I'll do even that dreadful Tower, as in duty bound. My mother calls
London a vast sea and a world of temptation, and nothing but vanity
from end to end; but when I thinks of the beautiful ladies in aunt's
boarding-house, and of the shop windows I feels that it is dazzling."
"I wish that I were going," repeated Jasmine, whose cheeks were
flushed, and her starry eyes brighter than usual; "I wish I were
going.
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