Big Game - A Story for Girls

"Now, if you want to discover what comfort means, find a soft patch for

yourselves, and take a nap before we start for home. No upholsterer on

earth ever manufactured a mattress to equal a bed of heather. If you

don't want to sleep, kindly keep your distance, and enjoy yourselves

with discretion, for if I'm awakened in the middle of my siesta, nothing

short of murder will appease me!"

He shut his eyes even as he spoke, and composed himself with a sigh of

content. Margot, nothing loath, took off her cap, and, spreading her

cape over the bushes, nestled contentedly into its folds. Ron scorned

the idea of sleep, but as he was curious to test the comforts of the

heather, down he lay in his turn; and so soft, so springy, so eminently

luxurious did the new bed appear, that he felt no desire to rise.

Presently his eyes dropped, rose heavily once or twice, and rose no

more. Margot's head burrowed more deeply into her cape. Deep regular

snores sounded from the bush where Mr Elgood reposed. All three were

fast asleep!

The sun shone on them; the hum of a thousand insects rose from the

grass; high in the air a lark trilled his triumphant song. It was rest

indeed to sleep and dream in such surroundings!