"
The boar-pig had drawn nearer to the gate for a closer inspection of the
human intruders, and stood champing his jaws and blinking his small red
eyes in a manner that was doubtless intended to be disconcerting, and, as
far as the Stossens were concerned, thoroughly achieved that result.
"Shoo! Hish! Hish! Shoo!" cried the ladies in chorus.
"If they think they're going to drive him away by reciting lists of the
kings of Israel and Judah they're laying themselves out for
disappointment," observed Matilda from her seat in the medlar tree. As
she made the observation aloud Mrs. Stossen became for the first time
aware of her presence. A moment or two earlier she would have been
anything but pleased at the discovery that the garden was not as deserted
as it looked, but now she hailed the fact of the child's presence on the
scene with absolute relief.
"Little girl, can you find some one to drive away--" she began hopefully.
"_Comment? Comprends pas_," was the response.
"Oh, are you French? _Etes vous francaise_?"
"_Pas de tous. 'Suis anglaise_."
"Then why not talk English? I want to know if--"
"_Permettez-moi expliquer_. You see, I'm rather under a cloud," said
Matilda. "I'm staying with my aunt, and I was told I must behave
particularly well to-day, as lots of people were coming for a garden
party, and I was told to imitate Claude, that's my young cousin, who
never does anything wrong except by accident, and then is always
apologetic about it.
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