He followed her going more
briskly than she and began to catch her up. Soon (this time by
accident, not in the manner in which, through eagerness she had
untidily cast the registered envelope away) she dropped a small paper,
and Georgie picked it up, meaning to give it her. It had printed matter
on the front of it, and was clearly a small pamphlet. He could not
possibly help seeing what that printed matter was, for it was in
capital letters:
INCREASE YOUR HEIGHT
Georgie quickened his step, and the old familiar glamour brightened
round him. As soon as he got within speaking distance, he called to
her, and turning round, "like a guilty thing surprised," a little box
flew out of her hand. As it fell the lid came off, and there was
scattered on the green grass a multitude of red lozenges. She gave a
cry of dismay.
"Oh! Mr Georgie, how you startled me" she said. "Do help me to pick
them up. Do you think the damp will have hurt them? Any news? I was so
wrapped up in what I was doing that I've spoken to nobody."
Georgie assisted in the recovery of the red lozenges.
"You dropped this as you walked," he said. "I picked it up in order to
give it you."
"Ah, that is kind, and did you see what it was?"
"I couldn't help seeing the outside," said Georgie.
She looked at him a moment, wondering what was the most prudent course.
If she said nothing more, he would probably tell everybody.
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