[The description could not be completely taken down, but it gave the impression of a raised bank of varying height, behind an open space, and a tent in front of it. It quite suggested that sort of picture.]
[See photograph facing p. [252].]
Maps, what's that? Maps, maps, he says. He's saying something about maps. This is something that the boys will know. Poring, he says. Not pouring anything out, but poring over maps. Ask the boys. [See note after further reference to maps later in the sitting.]
O. J. L.—What about that yacht with sails; did it run on the water?
No. (Feda, sotto voce.—Oh, Raymond, don't be silly!) He says, no. (Feda.—It must have done!) He's showing Feda like a thing on land, yes, a land thing. It's standing up, like edgeways. A narrow thing. No it isn't water, but it has got nice white sails.
O. J. L.—Did it go along?
He says it DIDN'T! He's laughing! When he said 'didn't' he shouted it. Feda should have said, 'He laid peculiar emphasis on it.' This is for the boys.
O. J. L.—Had they got to do with that thing?
Yes, they will know, they will understand. Yes, he keeps on showing like a boat—a yacht, he calls it, a yacht.
[See note below and photographs.]