They walked round practically everything once and then they started round again.
Now Tasia directed them to choose those animals, which, if they drew them, would have the faces of people.
They chose a jackal to represent Mr. Seymour and a large furry bear for Mrs. Donaldson!
“Which one do you think I am like?” asked Tasia.
Peter put his head on one side as if he had not really looked at her very closely before.
Then he shouted out,
“That is who you are like!” pointing behind her.
Tasia turned to see a peacock spreading out his tail and looking most colourful by the flowering bushes.
“Thank you, Peter. This is really one of the nicest compliments I have ever had.”
“The peacock is not pretty enough,” argued Simon. “I think Miss Wicke is like the big white swans swimming on that la
