'Now Punch—'
'Now the dog—'
'Now the rocking-horse—'
'Now the cannon—'
'I'll tell you what,' said Felix, 'I've settled how it is to be. We'll get John Harper's van, and all go out to the Castle, with a jolly cold dinner—yes, you, Cherry, and all; Ed and I will carry you—and dine on the grass, and—'
A chorus of shouts interrupted him, all ecstatic, and rendered more emphatic by the stamping of feet.
'And Angela will go!' added Wilmet.
'And Papa,' entreated Cherry.
'And Mamma too, if she will,' said Felix.
'And Mr. Audley,' pronounced Robina, echoed by Clement and Angela. 'Mr. Audley must go!'