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O come to our Tree,

And listen, O listen, O listen to me,'"

said Robin.

"It sounds like a charm to call fools into a circle," said Sir Robert, more versed in the works of Shakespeare than those of Mr. Lear.

Then Jane said they must be going and the Dales said they would walk with them.

"By the way, Laura," said Jane Gresham. "If you are staying on to-morrow would you like to come and see us doing camouflage netting? It's quite amusing."

"And if you'd care to come and look at my little school afterwards," said Robin, "I'd be proud. I am also," he added, "speaking for my father, who is sure to want to show you his study. It is a ground-floor room with a lot of books in it and a good many photographs of school and college teams and societies--altogether remarkably like a study."

Mrs. Morland said if it suited the Fieldings she would love to. The Fieldings said then do stay to lunch and go by the good afternoon train. Mrs. Morland thanked them and her bag fell on the floor. Before the chivalry of Hallbury could rally she had stooped and picked it up herself. She then uttered a plaintive cry.