“I don’t think mine are as good. Won’t you come some day to Allersley Manor and compare?”
“I should like to very much.”
“Then you and Miss Katherine shall be formally invited to tea, with the understanding that afterwards the strawberry beds are to be invaded.”
“I should like to very much,” Hilda repeated.
“Hullo! Don’t make me feel a pig! Eat some yourself,” said Odd, who had finished one handful.
“No, no, I picked them for you.”
Odd took her disengaged hand in his as they walked on again, Hilda resisting at first.
“It is so sticky.”
“I don’t mind that: it is very generous.” She laughed at the extravagance.
“And what do you do all day besides swimming?” Odd asked.