"You don't mean to say you believe in such rubbish as fairies?"
"Of course I believe in them; not here in Highgate, perhaps, for there are too many people, but in woods and places."
"But there are no such things, it has been proved over and over again; no one believes in them nowadays."
"Did you never see the mushrooms growing in rings? Well, how could they grow like that if they were not planted, and who'd be bothered planting umbrella mushrooms in rings but the fairies?"
"Does your father believe in them?"
"Never asked him, but of course he does; every one does—even Susannah."
She went to the table and blew out the candles.
"What are you doing now?"
"Blowing out the lights; it's so much nicer sitting in the moonlight. Fill your glass and sit down beside me."