round it on the floor: and I believe we really enjoyed that extremely uncomfortable kind of dinner more than we ever did the orthodox arrangement!"
"I've no doubt of it," Lady Muriel replied. "There's nothing a well-regulated child hates so much as regularity. I believe a really healthy boy would thoroughly enjoy Greek Grammar——if only he might stand on his head to learn it! And your carpet-dinner certainly spared you one feature of a picnic, which is to me its chief drawback."
"The chance of a shower?" I suggested.
"No, the chance———or rather the certainty——of live things occurring in combination with one's food! Spiders are my bugbear. Now my father has no sympathy with that sentiment——have you, dear?" For the Earl had caught the word and turned to listen.
"To each his sufferings, all are men," he replied in the sweet sad tones that seemed natural to him: "each has his pet aversion."
"But you'll never guess his!" Lady Muriel said, with that delicate silvery laugh that was music to my ears.
