6/35 I had my beauty sleep broke into to be here in time. Lard! I shall be dozing all day for't!" He took off his hat and delicately mopped his brow with a square of lace he called a handkerchief. "It is growing late." "Late! La, my dears!" clucked Mr.Falgate in horror. "Has your grace not been to bed yet ?" "To save time," said Gascoigne, "we have made an inspection of the ground, and we think that under the trees yonder is a spot not to be bettered." Mainwaring flashed a critical and experienced eye over the place. "The sun is--So ?" he said, looking up. |