arms. If she had not been the stronger of the two, we should
have played with the same toys."

I groaned again. Berry opened his eyes.

"The value of a siesta upon a summer afternoon- " he began.

I cut in with a bitter laugh. "What's he going to do?" I said.

"Take a stall, of course," said Daphne.

"Is he? said Berry comfortably. "Is he? If motoring with
Jonah to Huntercombe, and playing golf all day, is not
incompatible with taking a stall on Thursday, I will sell
children's underwear and egg cosies with eclat. Otherwise- "

"Golf," I said, "golf! Why don't I play golf?"

"I know," said Berry; "because- "

"Miserable man!" said Daphne.

"Who?" said her husband.

"You."

Berry turned to me. "You hear?" he said. " Vulgar abuse. And
why? Simply because a previous engagement denies to me the
opportunity of subscribing to this charitable imposition.
Humble as would have been my poor assistance, it would have been