Then conscientiously he bundled everything back and was much aggrieved by Ethel’s reproaches later in the day.
Well, what else could Ethel do? She was William’s sister. Have you heard of him? William Brown? He was a living proof for a “diaster-will-happen-wherever-his-shadow-falls.”
He regularly, very systematically, though without intending to, destroys Ethel’s hat trimming. He can single-handedly, rather single”mouthedly” raid the kitchen and finish the entire weeks cake and cookies. In one afternoon, of course. When he feels that some “poor” child needs “rescuing “, he and his band of Outlaws would rise to the occasion without another thought. No, literally without another thought.
School was considered a waste of time. It cut in to all the hours the Outlaws and William could have spent catching tadpoles, playing Red Indian or chasing crickets.
Adults were naturally enemy no.1. They did all sorts of mischief themselves, make mistakes, get into scraps and break stuff. But William and his friends were punished for as much as breaking a window pane or getting all muddy. Really. Life was unfair.
(Richmal Crompton created this wonderful character. Its one of my most favorite reads. Thank you, Richmal Crompton, for making my life more humorous, more interesting, full with ‘William’)