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"But for my soup, I must return to the first pair," she said, taking the second pair off and putting it away.

"Do you know that you put the spectacles you have just taken off into the red case?" said Dr. Dale. "I don't want to interfere, but I think you took them out of the blue case."

"Oh, thank you, I am always doing that," said Mrs. Morland. "And sometimes I get so mixed that I don't know which pair is which until I suddenly can't see."

"Why not have different-coloured frames?" said Dr. Dale.

Mrs. Morland laid down her spoon, took off the spectacles she was wearing and looked with deep admiration at her neighbour.

"That," she said, "comes of having a good classical education. Now a person that only knew economics or things of that sort would never think of a really sensible thing like that."

Dr. Dale looked flattered: though more on behalf of the classics than himself, for he was a modest man as well as a good scholar.

"Next time I break the legs of one of them, which I'm always doing," said Mrs. Morland, "I'll have a new frame the same colour as the case and then I'll know."