Elizabeth.
[Apologetically.] Well, you see, Vera, he is really ill. He won't eat anything at all unless it's alive.
Vera.
Then you can't feed him in my room!
Elizabeth.
Very well, dear. [Goes and takes the great cage.] Do you know, Vera, I think you are really a little unkind about my eagles.
Vera.
I can't think why father ever gave you such horrid things!
Elizabeth.
I dare say I shouldn't care for them so much if he hadn't given them to me. But really, Vera, they are such splendid great things, with their fierce eyes——