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In driving home, every nook and cranny on the 

 hills was scanned and commented on with interest, as 

 the shooting was so close at hand. 



When home, books were taken to read on the 

 hill-side, and I gave Fred a copy of the "Pil- 

 grim's Progress " which I had picked up in the 

 library, and he was at once fixed with its strange 

 attractiveness, especially to the young, and every now 

 and then had some question or comment on the story. 



To-day there was roast kid at dinner a dish of 

 venerable antiquity, which none but the Major had 

 before seen. This being a regular Eastern plat, 

 Burmah knew well what he had ; and roast kid 

 was at once recognised by the government of 

 Ardenmohr. 



On going out after dinner, we found the old 

 housekeeper sitting on a bench in the open air, 

 and her daughter reading to her. 



Janet Cameron, our housekeeper, is a nice, honest, 

 cheery body, very jealous, and not a little despotic. 

 She keeps her daughter and Dick in excellent 

 order, and even scolds us. The only person who 

 escapes Janet's reprehension is Burmah, as his 

 silent ways and great black eyes seem to have 

 awed her. She thinks him " uncanny." Poor 



