As I was feeling a bit mad I thought it best to humor him as I feared otherwise I might give him a smartish tap for you know what I am when roused.”
“Bat” said he to me, simple like.
“Ball” said I to humour him.
“Out” says he cunning.
“Over” says I to catch him, and this got him for a moment. Then he dartled to a little exercise book and made a mark in it on some squares, and rang his bell at which a seceretary came in, and mutered with her, till she went out. A nice girl in a white blouse too.”
“Ha” said Selia as tho’ stung. “But what were they at.”
“Well dearest you see it is a new disease. The doctors being hard up between you and me and the gatepost because the herd are not dying off so much as they did.”
“No I’ve noticed that, there’s hardly ever a nice funeral nowadays,” said Selia.
[106] “Well and what with that and having no more apendicles to cut out they had to be at something fresh,” he continued.
“I see” said Selia who as will have been noticed had growed almost meek in these latter days and sat merely stroking her Harolds hand in pity.