The others waited in the shadows of a deep-banked lane, and he came back, quite soon, though long after they had begun to say what a long time he had been gone. He brought some Barcelona nuts, red-streaked apples, small sweet yellow pears, pale pasty gingerbread, a whole quarter of a pound of peppermint bullseyes, and two bottles of ginger-beer.E. Nesbit, The Enchanted Castle, 1907
(Those Nesbit children picnic like mad.)
2 maids a-milking:
Hard to believe those books were written 100 years ago. Although the pasty gingerbread is a clue, I still half expect magic creatures in my garden.
Expecting them is half the battle, isn't it?
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