“Everything.”
“That is lovely,” said Martha Mary. “We’ll play ‘Robinhood.’”
“And I’ll be Robinhood,” said John.
“And I’ll be Little John,” said Walter.
“I’m Little John,” said Edward Lee.
“You’re not. I am.”
“All right,” said Edward Lee. “Then I don’t want to play.”
The man frowned. “See here,” he said. “You can’t both be Little John. Suppose we play something else. Suppose I tell you a story.”
“Do you know any?” Martha Mary asked.
“Dozens of them.”