“Of course; but you should have cut it out in double material; the garment requires two legs, you know.”
“Does it!” she exclaimed in genuine surprise. “Why, I thought it must be intended for a soldier who had had his other leg amputated!”
Before Virginia put away her “Anthology,” preparatory to having lunch, she added another quotation to her list—
“For never anything can be amiss
When simpleness and duty tender it,”
and against this she scribbled, “one-legged pyjamas”—doubtless for elucidation and amplification at a later date. I hope I haven’t forestalled her.