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woman walked in with a tray on which was a big apple pie and a jug of cream.
    “Mrs. Jones - when we were up at the hut, we saw such a funny little creature,” said Dick.
    “She said her name was Aily and she had a lamb and a...”
    “Oh, Aily! That mad little thing!” said Mrs. Jones, picking up the dirty plates. “She"s the shepherd"s daughter - a little truant she is, runs off from school, and hides away in the hil s with her dog and her lamb. She always has a lamb each year - it fol ows her about everywhere. They say there isn"t a rabbit hole or a blackberry bush or a bird"s nest that child doesn"t know!”
    “She was singing when we first saw her,” said Julian. “Singing like a bird.”
    “Ah, yes - it"s a lovely voice she has,” said Mrs. Jones. “She"s wild as a bird - there"s nothing to be done with her. If she"s scolded she goes off for weeks, no one knows where. Don"t you let her come round that hut now, when you"re there - she"l maybe steal from you!”
    “Oh, yes - the hut! Have you spoken to Morgan about it?” said Dick, eagerly.
    “Yes, I have indeed,” said Mrs. Jones. “And he says yes, to let you go. He doesn"t want trouble with the dogs either. He says snow is coming for sure, but you"l be safe up there and you can take al your toboggans for there"ll be a chance to use them! He"l help you up with your things.”
    “Oh good! Thanks!” said Julian, and the others smiled and looked at one another joyful y.
    “Thanks most awful y, Mrs. Jones. We"ll go tomorrow after breakfast!”
    Tomorrow! After breakfast! Up to that lonely hut on the mountainside, just the Five of them together. What could be better than that?

Chapter Eight
OFF TO THE LITTLE HUT

    Julian and Dick were so sleepy after their long day in the cold air, and their enormous meal, that they could not keep their eyes open for long.
    “Go to bed, both of you!” said Anne, seeing them lying tired out in their chairs, when Mrs.
    Jones had cleared away everything.
    “Yes. I think we"d better,” said Julian, staggering up. “Oh, my legs! They"re as stiff as sticks!
    Good night, you two girls, and Timmy. See you tomorrow - if we wake up!”
    The two boys stumbled up the stone stairs to bed. George and Anne stayed downstairs, talking and reading. Timmy lay on the hearthrug, listening, his ears twitching towards Anne when she spoke, and then towards George as she answered. This little habit of his always made them laugh.
    “It"s exactly as if he was listening, but too lazy to join in our conversation!” said Anne. “Oh, George - I really am glad you"re not going home tomorrow. It would be the first time you"d ever done a thing like that! I"d just have had to come with you!”
    “Don"t let"s talk about it,” said George. “I feel rather ashamed of making such a fuss now.
    Al the same I shall be terrified if I see any of those dogs again when I"m with Timmy. What a bit of luck the boys went up to that hut today, Anne - we"d never have known about it if they hadn"t.”
    “Yes. It sounds fun,” said Anne. “Don"t let"s be too late to bed, George. It wil be quite a pul up the mountainside tomorrow, with all our things!”
    George went to the window.
    “It"s snowing hard,” she said. “Just as Morgan said it would. I don"t like him, do you?”
    “Oh - I think he"s al right,” said Anne. “And what a voice he"s got! He nearly made me jump out of my skin when he cal ed his three dogs. He must have the loudest voice in the world!”
    “Timmy - you"re yawning!” said George, as Timmy opened his mouth widely and made a yawning noise. “How"s your neck?”
    Timmy was getting rather tired of having his neck examined. He lay stil while George had another look at it.
    “Healing beautiful y!” she said. “You"l be quite all right tomorrow. Wil you like going off to that hut all by ourselves, Tim?”
    Timmy gave her a loving lick and yawned again. Then he got up and trotted over to the door that led to the stone stairs, looking