The house was three miles from the station, but before the dusty
hired fly had rattled along for five minutes the children began to
put their heads out of the carriage window and to say, 'Aren't we
nearly there?' And every time they passed a house, which was not
very often, they all said, 'Oh, ...
It began with the day when it was almost the Fifth of November, and
a doubt arose in some breast--Robert's, I fancy--as to the quality
of the fireworks laid in for the Guy Fawkes celebration.
They were not railway children to begin with. I don't suppose they
had ever thought about railways except as a means of getting to
Maskelyne and Cook's, the Pantomime, Zoological Gardens, and Madame
Tussaud's. They were just ordinary suburban children, and they
lived with their Father and Mot ...
There were once four children who spent their summer holidays in
a white house, happily situated between a sandpit and a chalkpit.
One day they had the good fortune to find in the sandpit a
strange creature. Its eyes were on long horns like snail's eyes,
and it could move them in and out like ...
This is the story of the different ways we looked for treasure,
and I think when you have read it you will see that we were not
lazy about the looking.