"Going back to the horse-pond," she flashed.
I laid a hand on her arm and she stopped.
"My dear, if you must have a bath, you shall have one directly you get to White Ladies. I'll turn on the water for you. But let me beg of you——"
"If I go on, will you promise to behave?"
"Faithfully."
"And fold your arms and sit like a groom all the way?"
"I suppose you couldn't make it a footman. Then I could stand on the petrol tank. However, as it's your birthday——"
I folded my arms with a sigh. Instantly Agatha leaned towards me with a dazzling smile.
"Good Boy," she said in a caressing tone. "Now he shall have a stamp album."
"But I don't collect stamps."