They sat on for some time, discussing adult peculiarities. Finally Philip announced that he must go, for Uncle Joseph would return at four o'clock and expect him to tea. As they parted, Philip enquired awkwardly:—
"I say, Pegs,—will you tell me? I couldn't help wondering about something just now."
"What was it?" enquired Peggy graciously.
Philip asked his question too bluntly.
Miss Peggy's small frame stiffened indignantly.
"I wasn't ever doing any such thing," she announced in outraged tones.
Philip, whose knowledge of the sex was improving, had the sense to withdraw the imputation and apologise at once. Then he waited.
"Perhaps I was, just a little bit," admitted Peggy presently.
"What was the matter?" asked Philip gently.
"It was Father. He boxed my ears after lunch, for making a noise. I was only singing, but he is in one of his bad tempers just now. He will be all right in a day or two."