“Well, what?”
“Do you know?” he again repeated, his eyes nearly dropping out of his head by this time, “we saw a lady smoking!”
Not being exactly sure what to reply to this remark, the fond mother went on with her work.
Seeing her unresponsive, the young gentleman trotted into the next room where his father was smoking.
“Dad, do you know?”
“Yes, I know, you went to tea in Kensington Gardens.”
“But DO YOU KNOW?” repeated the small boy, more earnestly than ever; and then standing before his father with his hands behind his back, he solemnly announced:
“We saw a lady smoking!”
The father, like the mother, was a little nonplussed, and merely exclaimed:
“Oh, really!” But the small boy stood firm to his ground, and with eyes still wider than before, exclaimed: