'A good many things in the garden do,' said Miss Amabel carelessly.
'Why does God make winter in England, and not in India? Is He angry with the people in England?'
'Bless the boy! What a curiosity-box! Keep your questions for Aunt Sibyl—she will appreciate them. And as for winter, I couldn't do without it, for there would be no hunting then, and I should feel half my enjoyment gone in life.'
'Do you like winter, Aunt Am'bel?' asked Olive.
'Yes, I love it; and so will you when you become hardy and rosy, like English boys and girls!'
The children looked very doubtful at this statement, but did not dispute it.
