Charlton walked up and down a few turns in most unsatisfied silence.
"How does she get the things to Montepoole?"
"I take them."
"You! When?"
"I ride with them there before breakfast. Fleda is up very early to gather them."
"You have not been there this morning?"
"Yes."
"With what?"
"Pease and strawberries."
"And Fleda picked them?"