“Well, you can’t call him and his crowd civilised, anyhow,” Jim said.
“No. But we’ll have to be, I suppose, to show how nicely we were brought up. Anyhow, after that we’ll explore all the things we’ve always wanted to see—London, and Stonehenge, and the Dublin Horse Show, and Killarney, and David Balfour’s country, and heathery moors, and the Derby, and punts on the Thames, and the Dartmoor ponies, and——” Wally’s extraordinary mixture left him breathless, but the others took up the tale.
“And English lanes——”
“And ruins—truly ruins——!”
“And old castles——”
“And woods and hedges——”
“And real hunting country——”
“And real hunts——!”
“And trout-streams——”
“And Irish loughs——”