Arthur. How very small some of them are! I should have thought that they were too young to be able to swim.
Grandmamma. Oh, they take to the water as soon as they leave the egg-shell. They are web-footed, and that enables them to swim.
Charles. What is being web-footed, ma’am?
Grandmamma. Having a skin to fill up all the space between the toes. When they swim, they paddle, or strike with their broad feet against the water; which gives them motion onwards.
Arthur. I suppose, grandmamma, you keep poultry for the sake of eating them!
Grandmamma. You are right. But do you know what is done with the feathers?
Charles. No.
Arthur. I do, ma’am. Beds and pillows are stuffed with them.