4 TEE SILVER FOX 



" We're going to have some of the waiter s 

 dinner. It's a leg of mutton, and he says he 

 don't think it's quite boiled yet, but I said 

 we wouldn't wait." 



Lady Susan seized Major Bunbury's hand, 

 and pulled herself out of her chair. She 

 was stalwart and tall, and her dress fitted 

 beautifully. With a whisk and rustle of silk 

 petticoats she was across the room and 

 caught Miss Morris by the arm. 



" Worry, worry, worry ! Sess, sess, sess ! " 

 she said, with a sufficiently fortunate imita- 

 tion of her father's kennel huntsman. ** Come 

 on and eat raw leg of mutton ! I hope the 

 waiter likes onion sauce ! " 



In the dining-room a genial fire was 

 blazing ; a soft and rich-coloured carpet 

 glowed on the floor ; the atmosphere was of 

 old-fashioned comfort ; there was a desirable 

 smell of fried potatoes. The party sank 

 into their places at an oval table, and to 

 each was administered a plateful of pink 

 mutton that grew rosier at every slice. 

 Captain Hugh French, late of the th 



