Shall we try rescuing some one ?' said Oswald.

It was his own idea, but he didn't insist on doing it, though he is next to the eldest, for he knows it is bad manners to make people do what you want, when they would rather not.
'What was Noel's plan ?' Alice asked.
'A Princess or a poetry book,' said Noel sleepily.

He was lying on his back on the sofa, kicking his legs.

'Only I shall look for the Princess all by myself.

But I'll let you see her when we're married.' 'Have you got enough poetry to make a book ?' Dicky asked that, and it was rather sensible of him, because when Noel came to look there were only seven of his poems that any of us could understand.