"Lor, miss, you do startle me. I was in the dumps, and you are for all
the world like the sun coming out. Why, deary me, the back scullery
ain't by no means such a bad sort of place when you're in it, Miss
Jasmine."
"It is very damp and gloomy, all the same," answered Jasmine. "I do
hope you will be quick, Poppy, in washing up those uninteresting
dinner-plates. Now, look here, Primrose and Daisy and I have been
making up such a lovely plan. We want to take you out with us
to-morrow; we are going to spend five shillings, quite lots of money,
you know, and we are going to have dinner out, and perhaps tea out;
and we are going a good long way. Can you come with us to-morrow,
Poppy?"
"Hold me," said Poppy, suddenly stretching out her hand, "the scullery
is damp and close, and my head a-going round. Let's get out into the
back yard, Miss Jasmine. Now I can breathe. Oh, didn't I say that
London was dazzling, and isn't it you three that has got the hearts of
gold. Say it all over again to me, please, Miss Jasmine. What is it
we're all a-going to do to-morrow?"
"Oh, what a silly, Poppy, you are," said Jasmine; "why even I do not
get as excited as you do.
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