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Paris and Mentone and Switzerland."
"
One gets tired of travelling (puff) after a bit, of course."
"You must tell me about your farm in South Africa. It always stimulates
my imagination to think of these places. I can fancy all the tall
ostriches being driven out by a black herd--to graze, I suppose. How do
ostriches feed?"
"
Well," said Hoopdriver. "That's rather various. They have their
fancies, you know. There's fruit, of course, and that kind of thing. And
chicken food, and so forth. You have to use judgment."
"
Did you ever see a lion?" "They weren't very common in our district,"
said Hoopdriver, quite modestly. "But I've seen them, of course. Once or
twice."
"
Fancy seeing a lion! Weren't you frightened?"
Mr. Hoopdriver was now thoroughly sorry he had accepted that offer of
South Africa. He puffed his cigarette and regarded the Solent languidly
as he settled the fate on that lion in his mind. "I scarcely had time,"
he said. "It all happened in a minute."
"
Go on," she said.
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