The children were so engaged watching the proceedings on the road that they had no eyes or ears for their elders.
“Have you ever been beagling before?” asked Dicky.
“Never; but I’ve been paper-chasing.”
“You can get through a hedge?”
“Rather!”
“That’ll do,” said Dicky.
“Mr Fanshawe,” cried Lord Gawdor from the “tub,” “look at the chaps in the road—aren’t they going for each other!”
“I see,” said Mr Fanshawe, whose back was to the road—“Violet——”
“Yes.”
“No one’s looking——”