"Do you really live here?
How scrumptiously exciting!" "My bed's over there," said Gregory.
"Where do you stop at night ?" Patricia asked.
"I have to go to the farmers and get leave to camp on their land," said Gregory.
"And is it just you two and the driver ?" Patricia asked.
"Oh, no," said Gregory; "there are five others, but they are walking over Bredon Hill.

They said we could not walk so far, which is rot, of course; but I'm glad we didn't, because then we shouldn't have been here to save your life." "Mother will be very grateful to you for being so kind," said Patricia.
"Poor mother! she'll be so frightened about me.

And Tommy--how dreadful for him to lose Snelgrove!" "Who's Tommy ?" Gregory asked.
"Tommy's my brother," said Patricia.

"He's twelve.

Aunt May gave Snelgrove to him and Marshall to me last Christmas.