Chapter Two.
George goes shopping for a dress.
"I thought that last one was nice George." Said her mother, as they walked out of the shop.
"It made me look like a tea cozy." George argued. "Oh it's no use mother, we'll never find something to suit me!"
"Nonsense George. It's not like you to give up easily. In fact I seem to remember a very stubborn young girl!" Her mother said, fondly. "Like that time after you just started school and we got the tutor for you and the two boys-what was his name again?"
"Mr. Roland." George said making a face.
"That's right. And no matter what you weren't about to like him, or even be polite to him. Simply because he didn't like Timothy." Her mother shook her head, remembering the troubles she and her husband had gone through with their stubborn, headstrong young daughter.
"Well I was right wasn't I?" George demanded. "I knew there was something strange about him, even before I caught him in Father's study at night. He said he had heard noises and came down to see what was going on but I didn't believe him. And then he pretended not to know the artists, and I was sure I'd seen him talking to them! And then Father's pages being stolen, and I knew it was him! So I got Julian to follow him and he came back and told me that he'd seen Mr. Roland giving something to the two artists. So then when we discovered the secret way we went over to Kirren Farm and searched their rooms and found Father's paper. And then we planted Timmy at the entrance to the secret way and they came to get the papers, and we put them in with Mr. Roland, and they knew they'd been caught. And you all thought I didn't like him only because he didn't like Timmy."
"Well you have to admit you were..well..rather difficult when it came to that dog?" Her mother suggested.
"I miss Timmy mother.." George said. It had been almost a year since the big dog had died, but even now George often woke in the night wondering where he was, and why he wasn't lying on her feet.
"I know darling. We do too." Her mother assured her. "How about we get something to eat before we keep looking?"
Seated in a café George took up the conversation where it had been left. "Without Timmy we would have been in trouble so many times!" She said. "He didn't care about guns! And then of course there were times when he lead us to safety when we were trapped, and that time in the lighthouse-which reminds me mother, did you get a RSVP off Tinker?"
"Yes, he said he would be there. I do hope he doesn't have another monkey though!" Her mother replied, glad that George had changed the subject before she got onto the topic of everything Timmy had done.
George grinned remembering the monkey, aptly named Mischief, and how much he had annoyed her Father. Of course that wasn't hard-the children had managed to do it on countless occasions. How many times had he come banging out of his study, demanding to know how he was meant to work with the noise? Of course, without wanting to, George's father had found himself caught up in the middle of the children's adventures on a few occasions. For instance there was the time he'd been kidnapped from Smugglers Top. And then the time the children had been camping in a field near Fayknights castle, and there was all the furore over two scientists selling out their secrets to another country, and her father had been furious to think that something like that could happen! Whilst looking at the castle through George's new field glasses one night, they had seen a face at the castle window. The next day they went to explore the castle, only to find it appeared that there was no way upstairs. They'd seen the face again though, and it was then that they realised the face looked like it belonged to one of the missing scientists. With the help of the circus folk camping nearby and of course Ragamuffin Jo, they'd rescued the scientist. Her father had been caught up in that-literally. He'd been tied up and put in a caravan by the circus folk, who thought he was a bad man!
"We also had an RSVP from Billycock Hill-Toby said he is, quote, more than happy to see what fool is going to have to put up with you for the rest of his life, and he's getting leave from the airforce to be there!" She waited for George's familiar glare, but instead George laughed.
"That sounds like him. And the airforce? He must have followed in the steps of Cousin Jeff? You remember hearing about him mother? When we camped at Billycock Hill we bought food and things from Toby's mother, since the boys knew him from school, and while we were there we met Jeff since he worked at the airfield nearby. Then one night during a storm we heard planes taking off, and we thought it was strange that they would be flying during the storm. And then we found out that the planes had been taken, and everyone thought Jeff was a traitor. Poor Toby, even though he used to tease me dreadfully, he was so miserable we felt sorry for him. He insisted that Jeff wasn't a traitor but it sure looked bad for him. And then we found him in the caves. Toby's little brother, Benny, had a pet piglet, and the piglet went wandering in the caves which was where they had hidden Jeff, and then we found him because of the piglet.." George said, smiling.
"Are you ready to keep going?" Her mother asked.
George sighed. "Sure.but mother I am beginning to think it might be best if I get married in jeans!"
"Nonsense." Her mother replied. "What would Larry say?"
"He'd probably think it was normal!" George said, but she followed her mother into another shop regardless.
They walked into the shop, and suddenly George clutched at her mother's arm. "Mother, look at that dress.it's perfect..."
"Oh George, it will look lovely on you!" Her mother said.
George goes shopping for a dress.
"I thought that last one was nice George." Said her mother, as they walked out of the shop.
"It made me look like a tea cozy." George argued. "Oh it's no use mother, we'll never find something to suit me!"
"Nonsense George. It's not like you to give up easily. In fact I seem to remember a very stubborn young girl!" Her mother said, fondly. "Like that time after you just started school and we got the tutor for you and the two boys-what was his name again?"
"Mr. Roland." George said making a face.
"That's right. And no matter what you weren't about to like him, or even be polite to him. Simply because he didn't like Timothy." Her mother shook her head, remembering the troubles she and her husband had gone through with their stubborn, headstrong young daughter.
"Well I was right wasn't I?" George demanded. "I knew there was something strange about him, even before I caught him in Father's study at night. He said he had heard noises and came down to see what was going on but I didn't believe him. And then he pretended not to know the artists, and I was sure I'd seen him talking to them! And then Father's pages being stolen, and I knew it was him! So I got Julian to follow him and he came back and told me that he'd seen Mr. Roland giving something to the two artists. So then when we discovered the secret way we went over to Kirren Farm and searched their rooms and found Father's paper. And then we planted Timmy at the entrance to the secret way and they came to get the papers, and we put them in with Mr. Roland, and they knew they'd been caught. And you all thought I didn't like him only because he didn't like Timmy."
"Well you have to admit you were..well..rather difficult when it came to that dog?" Her mother suggested.
"I miss Timmy mother.." George said. It had been almost a year since the big dog had died, but even now George often woke in the night wondering where he was, and why he wasn't lying on her feet.
"I know darling. We do too." Her mother assured her. "How about we get something to eat before we keep looking?"
Seated in a café George took up the conversation where it had been left. "Without Timmy we would have been in trouble so many times!" She said. "He didn't care about guns! And then of course there were times when he lead us to safety when we were trapped, and that time in the lighthouse-which reminds me mother, did you get a RSVP off Tinker?"
"Yes, he said he would be there. I do hope he doesn't have another monkey though!" Her mother replied, glad that George had changed the subject before she got onto the topic of everything Timmy had done.
George grinned remembering the monkey, aptly named Mischief, and how much he had annoyed her Father. Of course that wasn't hard-the children had managed to do it on countless occasions. How many times had he come banging out of his study, demanding to know how he was meant to work with the noise? Of course, without wanting to, George's father had found himself caught up in the middle of the children's adventures on a few occasions. For instance there was the time he'd been kidnapped from Smugglers Top. And then the time the children had been camping in a field near Fayknights castle, and there was all the furore over two scientists selling out their secrets to another country, and her father had been furious to think that something like that could happen! Whilst looking at the castle through George's new field glasses one night, they had seen a face at the castle window. The next day they went to explore the castle, only to find it appeared that there was no way upstairs. They'd seen the face again though, and it was then that they realised the face looked like it belonged to one of the missing scientists. With the help of the circus folk camping nearby and of course Ragamuffin Jo, they'd rescued the scientist. Her father had been caught up in that-literally. He'd been tied up and put in a caravan by the circus folk, who thought he was a bad man!
"We also had an RSVP from Billycock Hill-Toby said he is, quote, more than happy to see what fool is going to have to put up with you for the rest of his life, and he's getting leave from the airforce to be there!" She waited for George's familiar glare, but instead George laughed.
"That sounds like him. And the airforce? He must have followed in the steps of Cousin Jeff? You remember hearing about him mother? When we camped at Billycock Hill we bought food and things from Toby's mother, since the boys knew him from school, and while we were there we met Jeff since he worked at the airfield nearby. Then one night during a storm we heard planes taking off, and we thought it was strange that they would be flying during the storm. And then we found out that the planes had been taken, and everyone thought Jeff was a traitor. Poor Toby, even though he used to tease me dreadfully, he was so miserable we felt sorry for him. He insisted that Jeff wasn't a traitor but it sure looked bad for him. And then we found him in the caves. Toby's little brother, Benny, had a pet piglet, and the piglet went wandering in the caves which was where they had hidden Jeff, and then we found him because of the piglet.." George said, smiling.
"Are you ready to keep going?" Her mother asked.
George sighed. "Sure.but mother I am beginning to think it might be best if I get married in jeans!"
"Nonsense." Her mother replied. "What would Larry say?"
"He'd probably think it was normal!" George said, but she followed her mother into another shop regardless.
They walked into the shop, and suddenly George clutched at her mother's arm. "Mother, look at that dress.it's perfect..."
"Oh George, it will look lovely on you!" Her mother said.