‘What do you think of doing with yourself this morning?’ inquired the captain. ‘Shall we lunch at Pegwell?’
‘I should like that very much indeed,’ interposed Mrs. Tuggs. She had never heard of Pegwell; but the word ‘lunch’ had reached her ears, and it sounded very agreeably.
‘How shall we go?’ inquired the captain; ‘it’s too warm to walk.’
‘A shay?’ suggested Mr. Joseph Tuggs.
‘Chaise,’ whispered Mr. Cymon.
‘I should think one would be enough,’ said Mr. Joseph Tuggs aloud, quite unconscious of the meaning of the correction. ‘However, two shays if you like.’
‘I should like a donkey so much,’ said Belinda.
‘Oh, so should I!’ echoed Charlotta Tuggs.
‘Well, we can have a fly,’ suggested the captain, ‘and you can have a couple of donkeys.’
A fresh difficulty arose. Mrs. Captain Waters declared it would be decidedly improper for two ladies to ride alone. The remedy was obvious. Perhaps young Mr. Tuggs would be gallant enough to accompany them.