He folded his arms and cocked his chin and looked down his nose as he said:—
“Oh! yes. I can play cricket.”
“You made a blob,” she said with a grin.
“A catch like that,” he answered, “is enough for one day. I have seen many words written in the papers about a catch like that. Even Calthrop does not have so many words written about his pictures.”
“I shall hate to go back to London after this,” she said. “I didn’t know there was anything so beautiful near London.”
“There is Hampstead,” he said.
“I’ve never been there,” she replied.
“Will you let me take you to Hampstead? It has lilies and water.”
“Oh yes,” she said eagerly. “Do let us go into the woods now before we start. I’m sure there must be lovely places.”