“Like a hickory nut,” remarked Doctor Fox.
“Why like a hickory nut?” asked Buddie.
“That’s a hard nut to crack,” replied Doctor Fox, mysteriously.
“Hear! hear!” shrieked the Loon; and this time there was some sense in the usually meaningless remark, as Doctor Goose was waiting patiently for a chance to go on. If, Little One, instead of interrupting a speaker, people would cry “Hear! hear!” when a speaker is interrupted, much time would be saved; for then there would be no interruptions.
Buddie tried to keep interested in the lecture, but her attention wandered to the Golf Lynx, who had come out of hiding and was again knocking the ball about the green.
“I don’t suppose he can help it,” she thought; “any more than Colonel can help running after sticks and stones.”
Meanwhile Doctor Goose was droning along:
“It is only in the purely intellectual field that we have come to regard man as a present equal and a possible superior.”
“I doubt that,” said Doctor Fox.
“Fore!”