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Nesbit, E. (Edith), 1858-1924

"The Phoenix and the Carpet"

'
Cyril moved the table off the carpet as he spoke, and its leg
caught in one of Anthea's darns and ripped away most of it, as well
as a large slit in the carpet.
'Well, now you HAVE done it,' said Robert.
But Anthea was a really first-class sister. She did not say a word
till she had got out the Scotch heather-mixture fingering wool and
the darning-needle and the thimble and the scissors, and by that
time she had been able to get the better of her natural wish to be
thoroughly disagreeable, and was able to say quite kindly--
'Never mind, Squirrel, I'll soon mend it.'
Cyril thumped her on the back. He understood exactly how she had
felt, and he was not an ungrateful brother.
'Respecting the purse containing coins,' the Phoenix said,
scratching its invisible ear thoughtfully with its shining claw,
'it might be as well, perhaps, to state clearly the amount which
you wish to find, as well as the country where you wish to find it,
and the nature of the coins which you prefer. It would be indeed
a cold moment when you should find a purse containing but three
oboloi.'
'How much is an oboloi?'
'An obol is about twopence halfpenny,' the Phoenix replied.
'Yes,' said Jane, 'and if you find a purse I suppose it is only
because some one has lost it, and you ought to take it to the
policeman.


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