Jack.—A monster, in the garden.
Jan.—Oh, Mabel, hold my hand! (To Jack.) Did you see him?
Jack.—Well, I did not see him exactly, because he was inside that clump of laurels, but I certainly heard him growl.
M.—(Getting very close to Janet.) Growl? Oh dear!
Jack.—Then I believe I saw two great eyes looking at me.
M.—Two great eyes?
Jack.—Then I am certain I saw the point of a hairy ear, the sort of point that a great monster's ear would be sure to have.
M.—Then, of course, now we won't go into the garden.
Jan.—I've just thought of the most terrible thing!
Jack.—What is it?