Edith Nesbit,
The Phoenix and the Carpet — Chapter 10
(1904)
“ And waving a cheery farewell with his neat umbrella, the good and high-hatted uncle passed away, leaving Cyril and Anthea to exchange eloquent glances over the shining golden sovereign that lay in Cyril's hand.'Well!' said Anthea.'Well!' said Cyril.'Well!' said the Phoenix.'Good old carpet!' said Cyril, joyously.'It was clever of it—so adequate and yet so simple,' said the Phoenix, with calm approval.'Oh, come on home and let's mend the carpet. I am a beast. I'd forgotten the others just for a minute,' said the conscience-stricken Anthea. ”
