"
"All right, Poppy, we will certainly go to Madame Tussaud's--but you
must not consider the first part of our day dull, dear Poppy--it is
business, certainly, but you don't know what it means to me. To-day,
Poppy, I am about to take my first soaring flight."
"Oh law! Miss Jasmine--I always knew you were clever, miss, and I
suppose it is because I'm so worried in my business days that I've got
that stupid that I can't see no meaning at all in your words, miss."
"All right, Poppy, you need not see any meaning in them--all you have
to do is to come with me, and look very grave and solemn, and say
'Yes' when I say 'Yes,' and shake your head and look stern when I do.
You are older than me, Poppy, and you are coming as a sort of
chaperon. Oh dear! Poppy, I wish you would not wear that scarlet wing
and those yellow flowers in your hat."
"The cruellest of all the bitings," whispered Poppy under her breath.
Aloud she said, in a meek but determined little voice--
"That hat's as it's trimmed, Miss Jasmine, and must remain according,
for it can't be denuded in the street."
"All right, Poppy. Your own dear face looks sweet and home-like under
it; now let us get into the very first omnibus, and find our way to
the city.
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