You can only use them once.'
'What do you suppose it means by "Carter's tested seeds" in the
advertisement?'
There was a blank silence. Then Cyril touched his forehead with
his finger and shook his head.
'A little wrong here,' he said. 'I was always afraid of that with
poor Robert. All that cleverness, you know, and being top in
algebra so often--it's bound to tell--'
'Dry up,' said Robert, fiercely. 'Don't you see? You can't TEST
seeds if you do them ALL. You just take a few here and there, and
if those grow you can feel pretty sure the others will be--what do
you call it?--Father told me--"up to sample". Don't you think we
ought to sample the fire-works? Just shut our eyes and each draw
one out, and then try them.'
'But it's raining cats and dogs,' said Jane.
'And Queen Anne is dead,' rejoined Robert. No one was in a very
good temper. 'We needn't go out to do them; we can just move back
the table, and let them off on the old tea-tray we play toboggans
with. I don't know what YOU think, but _I_ think it's time we did
something, and that would be really useful; because then we
shouldn't just HOPE the fireworks would make those Prossers sit
up--we should KNOW.'
'It WOULD be something to do,' Cyril owned with languid approval.
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