Shouts of laughter filled the dining room. Under cover of the noise Pat dashed out to the kitchen where she and Judy had a silent rage. They had laughed themselves when Winnie had first told the tale at Silver Bush. But to tell it to all the world was a very different thing.

“Oh, oh, the disgrace av having Edith and Mrs. Brian hear av it!” moaned Judy. “But niver be hard on her, Patsy. I do be knowing too well what loosened her tongue. And were ye noticing that Cuddles put the slim grane chair out av the Liddle Parlor for yer Uncle Brian and it cracked in one leg? Ivery time I’ve gone in I’ve seen the crack widening a bit and the Good Man Above only knows if it’ll last out the male. And here’s Tillytuck sulking bekase he slipped on the floor and fell on his dog. He’s been vowing I spilled a liddle gravy right in his corner, the great clumsy. But it’s time to be taking in the soup.”