“And what is your soil here?” asked Captain Warbeck. Aunt Sadie came down from the clouds with a happy smile, and said, triumphantly, for here was something she did know, “Clay.” “Ah, yes,” said the Captain. He produced a little jewelled box, took from it an enormous pill, swallowed it, to our amazement, without one sip to help it down, and said, as though to himself, but quite distinctly, “Then the water here will be madly binding.”
