More William
by Richmal Crompton
2020-04-19 22:41:24
William awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was Christmas Day-the day to which he had looked forward with mingled feelings for twelve months. It was a jolly day, of course-presents and turkey and crackers and staying up late. On the other hand, there were ...
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William awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was Christmas Day-the day to which he had looked forward with mingled feelings for twelve months. It was a jolly day, of course-presents and turkey and crackers and staying up late. On the other hand, there were generally too many relations about, too much was often expected of one, the curious taste displayed by people who gave one presents often marred one's pleasure.He looked round his bedroom expectantly. On the wall, just opposite his bed, was a large illuminated card hanging by a string from a nail-A Busy Day is a Happy Day. That had not been there the day before. Brightly-coloured roses and forget-me-nots and honeysuckle twined round all the words. William hastily thought over the three aunts staying in the house, and put it down to Aunt Lucy. He looked at it with a doubtful frown. He distrusted the sentiment.A copy of Portraits of our Kings and Queens he put aside as beneath contempt. Things a Boy Can Do was more promising. Much more promising. After inspecting a penknife, a pocket-compass, and a pencil-box (which shared the fate of Portraits of our Kings and Queens), William returned to Things a Boy Can Do. As he turned the pages, his face lit up.
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