Mr. and Mrs. Fairfield tried for a time, but soon grew weary of the difficult game.
“Now, take this one,” said Patty to her colleague; “‘How do you swallow a door?’”
“Bolt it,” he replied, promptly. “That’s an old one.”
“I ought to have guessed that myself,” said Patty, “I’m so fond of slang.”
“‘Bolt it,’ isn’t exactly slang.”
“No,—I s’pose not. It’s just rude diction. Now, answer this. ‘The poor have two, the rich have none. Schoolboys have several, you have one.’”
“Well, that’s one of a class of puzzles to which the answer is usually some letter of the alphabet.”
“Oh, of course!” cried Patty, quickly; “it is O. There, I guessed that! Don’t you claim it!”
“Of course, you did! Now, you know this one about the headless man, don’t you? It’s a classic.”
“No, I don’t. I can’t see any sense to it at all.”