XIX.
‘What has become of the butterfly all this time?’ cries Bertie. Who would have thought it? he is quietly settled not two yards from the spot where his enemies fell; so quiet that one would have thought him asleep or dreaming on the tuft of beautiful blue-bells, where Bertie has just found him.
He turns his back scornfully on the hunters; just as if he had seen or heard nothing, and as if all that has happened did not concern him in the least.
Bertie hopes to have his revenge now. He pops his net down so neatly on the careless butterfly, that this time Mr. Peacock is safely caught, for there are no holes in Bertie’s net.
‘How he beats about!’ says Bertie.
‘Oh! he will spoil all his wings!’ says Minnie.