'This very odd thing occurred,' said Ethelberta, to get Picotee off the
track of Lord Mountclere's peculiarities, as it seemed. 'I was saying to
Mr. Neigh that we were going to Knollsea for a time, feeling that he
would not be likely to know anything about such an out-of-the-way place,
when Lord Mountclere, who was near, said, "I shall be at Enckworth Court
in a few days, probably at the time you are at Knollsea. The Imperial
Archaeological Association holds its meetings in that part of Wessex this
season, and Corvsgate Castle, near Knollsea, is one of the places on our
list." Then he hoped I should be able to attend. Did you ever hear
anything so strange? Now, I should like to attend very much, not on Lord
Mountclere's account, but because such gatherings are interesting, and I
have never been to one; yet there is this to be considered, would it be
right for me to go without a friend to such a place? Another point is,
that we shall live in menagerie style at Knollsea for the sake of the
children, and we must do it economically in case we accept Aunt
Charlotte's invitation to Rouen; hence, if he or his friends find us out
there it will be awkward for me. So the alternative is Knollsea or some
other place for us.'

'Let it be Knollsea, now we have once settled it,' said Picotee
anxiously. 'I have mentioned to Faith Julian that we shall be there.'

'Mentioned it already! You must have written instantly.'

'I had a few minutes to spare, and I thought I might as well write.'

'Very well; we will stick to Knollsea,' said Ethelberta, half in doubt.
'Yes--otherwise it will be difficult to see about aunt's baptismal
certificate. We will hope nobody will take the trouble to pry into our
household. . . . And now, Picotee, I want to ask you something--something