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138 Old Primrose

were kept, very quietly struck a match, and

chose all the yellow worsted he could find;

but just as he was making for the window

to get out his head knocked down a ham

and a string of onions from the ceiling, and

these things knocked down a great bundle of

baking-tins and coffee-pots hanging

f on the wall; all these things and a

lot of spades and brooms went

¢ down crash into a tin bath,

“aN and made a frightful noise.

Miss Pupsey woke

up, and screamed, and

“s lighted a candle, and

is A 4S rushed into the shop,

A /s where old P. stood

au 2 scratching his head

a Dy = in great perplexity

whether it would be

better to pretend to be a caterpillar or

appear as himself. She did not give him
time to decide.

‘“Oh—help! Why—good gracious! Well

I never! If it isn’t Mr. Primrose!” she cried.

“Oh, however could you, Mr. Primrose, and