And there's one thing more, you
might take away the parson. I don't like things what I can see
'alf through, so here's how!' He drained a coconut-shell of palm
wine.
It was now past midnight--though it was tea-time on the island.
With all good wishes the children took their leave. They also
collected the clergyman and took him back to his study and his
presentation clock.
The Phoenix kindly carried the seeds next day to the burglar and
his bride, and returned with the most satisfactory news of the
happy pair.
'He's made a wooden spade and started on his allotment,' it said,
'and she is weaving him a shirt and trousers of the most radiant
whiteness.'
The police never knew how the burglar got away. In Kentish Town
Police Station his escape is still spoken of with bated breath as
the Persian mystery.
As for the Reverend Septimus Blenkinsop, he felt that he had had a
very insane fit indeed, and he was sure it was due to over-study.
So he planned a little dissipation, and took his two maiden aunts
to Paris, where they enjoyed a dazzling round of museums and
picture galleries, and came back feeling that they had indeed seen
life. He never told his aunts or any one else about the marriage
on the island--because no one likes it to be generally known if he
has had insane fits, however interesting and unusual.
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