“ CARROTS.”

   

“Has that to do with you having no sugar?”
asked auntie.

  

“Yes,” said Carrots. “How aid you guess?

 

You're like a fairy, auntie.’ But then his face

 

grew troubled again. “I forgot,” he went on,

  

“it’s a secret. It’s Floss’s secret, too. I would

so like to tell you, for I don’t know what to do.

  
 

I don't mind having no tea, but they all thought
I was naughty.”

  

«Wait a minute,” said auntie. She hurried

 

out of the room, but was back in a minute.

 

“I've asked Floss,” she said, “and she gives.

 

you leave to tell me. So now, perhaps, when I

  

know all about it, I can tell you what to do.”

 

The telling did not take Carrots long; he

 

was so glad to show auntie he had not meant

 

to be naughty. Auntie listened quite gravely,
and when he had finished she said she thought

  

he was quite right not to take any sugar.
“But do you think Floss did?” said Carrots
anxiously.

 
 
 

“Perhaps having tea in the dining-room
made her forget,” said auntie. “We'll ask