what is your favorite animal, alice asked billy quite innocently.
a cow, billy replied with , to alice, somewhat surprising promptitude.
a cow is a very gentle animal, alice murmured approvingly.
a cow grilled over an open fire, with a-1 sauce.
i meant a live animal, that you can talk to.
animals can not talk, billy responded with his characteristic certainty.
they might lf you sincerely tried to talk to them.
let us talk about something else, you are boring me.
what is your favorite insect, or your favorite vanished civilization?
why is it always favorite this, favorite that? billy asked.
you know we have been instructed to talk about things,
yes, so that we can learn to talk about things.
is that a problem? what else are we to do?
we could just wait until it is time for lunch.
stafford and mister brown might not like that very much.
who are duke and duchess here , we or mister brown?
the door opened and stafford strode into the sun room.
mister brown wishes to see both of you right now.
but it is not even lunch time yet, billy protested.
mister brown has never wanted us before lunch, alice added.
mister brown wants to see you right now, stafford repeated.
alice and billy followed stafford down to the blue.river.
they got in the boat and stafford began rowing across ,
to the island where mister brown was waiting for them.
i always very much enjoyed your company, billy, alice cried .
a bird flew overhead as stafford pulled at the oars.
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