They went bear-hunting in the wood; and though no bears were
found, still their disappointment was considerably allayed by the fact
that one of them saw a mouse and another one distinctly smelt a
rabbit. William returned to lunch whistling to himself and had the
intense satisfaction of seeing Uncle George enter the dining-room,
obviously roused from his slumbers by the luncheon bell, and obviously
quite unaware of the blue and orange socks that still adorned his
person.
"Curious!" he ejaculated, as Ethel, William's grown-up sister, pointed
out the blue sock to him. "Most curious!"
William departed discreetly muttering something about "better tidy up
a bit," which drew from his sister expressions of surprise and
solicitous questions as to his state of health.
"Most curious!" again said Uncle George, who had now discovered the
orange sock.
When William returned, all excitement was over and Uncle George was
consuming roast beef with energy.
"Ah, William," he said, "we must complete the History lesson soon.
Nothing like History. Nothing like History. Nothing like History.
Teaches us to endure the buffets of fate with equanimity and to smile
at misfortune. Then we must do some Geography." William groaned. "Most
fascinating study. Rivers, mountains, cities, etc. Most improving. The
morning should be devoted to intellectual work at your age, William,
and the afternoon to the quiet pursuit of--some improving hobby.
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