Professor Bottomly and James Skaw were feasting connubially side by side, and she was selecting titbits for him which he dutifully swallowed, his large mild eyes gazing at vacancy in a gentle, surprised sort of way as he gulped down what she offered him.
Neither of them paid any attention to anybody else.
Fooss gobbled his lunch in a sort of raging silence; Lezard, on the other side of Dr. Delmour, conversed with her continually in undertones.
After a while his persistent murmuring began to make me uneasy, even suspicious, and I glared at him sideways.
Daisy Delmour, catching my eye, blushed, hesitated, then leaning over toward me with delightful confusion she whispered:
"I know that you will be glad to hear that I have just promised to marry your closest friend, Professor Lezard—"
"What!" I shouted with all my might, "have you put one over on me, too?"
Lezard and Fooss seized me, for I had risen and was jumping up and down and splashing them with soup.
"Everybody has put one over on me!" I shrieked. "Everybody! Now I'm going to put one over on myself!"