put milk in it?â
âYes, of course. I always have milk in my tea â and two sugars,â Millie replied.
âNo wonder it tastes awful.â Alice-Miranda grinned. âYouâre supposed to drink it on its own. I guarantee youâll like it better that way.â
âHow was I supposed to know that?â Millie set the cup back down. âWhy did they put milk on the tray?â
âI think it was for the rice porridge,â Alice-Miranda said, casting her eye over the breakfast items. âI only know about green tea because Mummyâs a big fan. I hated it to start with but itâs one of those things that the more you try it the more youâll like it â I think. Wait until you have green tea ice-cream.â
Jacinta shuddered. âThat sounds truly ââ She stopped as the little girl on the table next to her began to howl.
âWhatâs this ?â The girl waved a piece of fish in the air. âAnd why canât I have a fork? Chopsticks are stupid.â
âNot as stupid as you,â her brother snapped.
âCadence, stop playing with your food,â her mother whispered. âPlease.â The woman looked over and gave Alice-Miranda and her friends an apologetic smile.
The boy was now flicking grains of rice at his sister and singing a rude song about how smelly her feet were. The father continued to read his book.
Jacinta closed her mouth and picked up her own cup of green tea.
Millie noticed Jacintaâs appalled expression and laughed. âItâs like looking in a mirror, isnât it?â
âNo,â Jacinta gulped. âIâve changed, and please tell me I was never that bad. Was I?â
Millie grinned.
Hugh Kennington-Jones beckoned for the girls to join them. âHave you made some new friends?â he asked, peering at the family on the other side of the room.
âNo way,â said Jacinta. âThose children are revolting.â
Millie gave a sly wink. âEven worse than Jacinta.â
Ambrosia looked up and smiled. âReally, Millie? Is that possible?â
Jacinta glared at her mother.
âI was just joking, darling. Surely you know that by now.â Ambrosia Headlington-Bear reached out and grabbed Jacinta around the middle, pulling her onto the floor and into her lap.
Jacinta rolled her eyes.
âWe should get moving. What about you girls have a quick bath and then you can head off with your father,â Cecelia suggested.
âI think it will be a shower in that funny little tub of ours,â Alice-Miranda replied. âWhat are you doing today, Mummy?â
âIâm afraid Ambrosia and I have quite a few meetings scheduled this week but we should be able to catch up for lunches, and Iâve set aside some time for a few special things.â
âIâm looking forward to having the girls to myself,â Hugh said.
âHave you decided what weâre doing, Daddy?â Alice-Miranda asked.
âIâm pretty flexible, but I thought today we could have a look at the Senso-ji Temple, and later in the week we can go to the Imperial Palace gardens, and I thought we might visit the Tokyo Tower too.â
âMaybe we should write a list,â Millie suggested. âI saw in my guidebook that thereâs a childrenâs museum. And what about a sumo tournament?â
âGood plan,â said Hugh.
âSumo? Yuck! Who wants to see fat men in nappies wrestling?â Jacinta screwed up her face.
âCome on, Jacinta, itâs not something you see every day,â Hugh grinned. âAnd those fellows train really hard, you know. I think it would be fun.â
âWell, you and Millie can go. Iâll sit that one out,â Jacinta told her friends.
âAll right, girls, off you go and get dressed,â Cecelia said.
The three children scampered upstairs, chatting about the day ahead.
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1796-1874 Agnes Strickland, 1794-1875 Elizabeth Strickland, Rosalie Kaufman