"Extraordinary——"
"Well, some men are born like that——"
"Wait for things to come to them instead of going to fetch them——"
"Up t' Trwyn? We'll talk about it after I've had my forty winks. I must have my forty winks after my dinner."
"Lunch, William."
"Lunch, then."
"He will call it his dinner——"
"It is my dinner——"
Then Mr. Morrell makes a signal, the younger ones troop out, breaking into loud shouts the moment they are clear of the room. They are off to the beach again. Shall we follow them?...