“Oh, I remember something about this fountain—don’t you?” Then they both began to laugh.
“What is it?” asked Cave.
“I was staying here once with mamma, when I was a little girl—”
“I picked you up and held you over the basin to scare you.”
“And dropped me in, and—”
“Went gallantly to the rescue and dragged you out—”
“And your mother sent you to bed without your dinner.”
“I remember thinking you were the most comical looking object I ever saw with your curls dripping, and I was particularly amused at the chattering of your teeth. What remorseless wretches boys are!”
“I don’t believe you meant to let me slip.”
“You were splashing in the basin before I knew it. But it seemed a delicious piece of mischief then, and Miles’ terror that his turn would come next—Elizabeth boxed my ears for it.”