I am going
to be an aviator. I have to ask the farmers if we may camp in their fields,
and I keep the corkscrew. Please tell me," he added, "why you call your
horse Pencil? "
"Because he draws me," said Mr. MacAngus.
"And now," he continued, "let us do the most interesting thing in the world
to people like ourselves: let us examine each other's caravans."
After they had finished visiting each other, and Mr. MacAngus had given
them, speaking as an old campaigner, some very useful if simple hints, such
as always pitching the tent with its back to the wind; and keeping inside a
supply of dry wood to light the fires with; and tying fern on Moses's head,
against the flies; and carrying cabbage leaves in their own hats, against
the heat; and walking with long staves instead of short walking
sticks--after this he made them all sit round their fire, and sketched
them, and the picture hangs at this very moment in Mrs. Avory's bedroom at
"The Gables."
After lunch, which he shared with them, adding to the pot some very
fragrant mixed herbs from a little packet, they lay on the grass round him,
and he read to them from Shakespeare--first from "Macbeth," which was very
dreadful, but fine, and then from "Midsummer Night's Dream " and the
"Winter's Tale.
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