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It was William who first heard that a fair was to be held just outside the village, and arranged with the other Outlaws to visit it after school.
" 'S goin' to be a jolly fine one," said William, proposing the plan. " There's goin' to be waxworks and all sorts of things."
The Outlaws' spirits rose. Life had been somewhat monotonous of late, and the prospect of a fair enlivened it considerably. The Outlaws loved fairs. They loved to wander from stall to stall, sampling brandy snaps and lemonade and toffee and even whelks. They loved to have a shot at Aunt Sally and Houpla and to ride on the glaring, blaring roundabouts. They liked the big roundabout in the middle best because it made a noise that was little short of diabolical. But these were all more or less familiar joys. Waxworks were a new joy. The Outlaws had never seen waxworks before. The fairs that had visited the village previously had had fat women, and indiarubber men, and dwarfs and giants, and Pictures of Two Hundred Forms of Tortures (the Outlaws had much enjoyed that), and Siamese twins in plenty, but not one had had waxworks. The only drawback to this fair was that it was coming to the village for one night and that it was not the night of the weekly half-holiday at the school which the Outlaws (reluctantly) attended.
" Any decent school," said William bitterly, " would give a half-holiday the day a fair's coming."
" 'Stead of which," said Ginger with gloom, " I bet
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