The girls spent half an hour identifying the insects they’d found. When their enthusiasm waned, Lord Octavius said, “I’ve been in a carriage for hours. I need to stretch my legs. Let’s go for a ramble!”
And so, they rambled. Along lanes and over stiles, through orchards and across meadows. The girls hunted for flowers, scampering here and there, trying to find as many different colors as possible. Lord Newingham scampered with them. After a few minutes Mr. Pryor abandoned his saunter and joined the hunt. “I’m going to find more colors than anyone else,” he announced in a top-lofty manner.
Newingham and the girls began to scamper even faster.
“Miss Toogood,” Lord Octavius said, and Pip thought he was going to suggest they start looking for flowers, too, but instead he said, “Do you think
