"What time of day do your eccentric hay-makers prefer for the
rest of their meals, if they lunch at three o'clock? I never
heard anything so original in my life."

"This is lunch number two," said Fleda, smiling; "lunch number
one is about ten in the morning, and dinner at twelve."

"And do they gladden their families with their presence at the
other ordinary convivial occasions?"

"Certainly."

"And what do they have for lunch?"

"Varieties. Bread and cheese, and pies, and Quirl-cakes; at
every other meal they have meat."

"Horrid creatures!"

"It is only during haying and harvesting."

"And you have to see to all this, poor little Fleda! I
declare, if I was you, I'd do something —"

"No," said Fleda, quietly, "Mrs. Douglass and Barby manage the
lunch between them. I am not at all desperate."

"But to have to talk to these people!"