I HAVE AN IDEA. 15

servatory steps, and after glancing round to
see if there is any one to observe me I fly
down the path, across the lawn, and leaping
on to the seat which is just beneath I raise
myself into the tree and settle there com-
fortably, with the intention of having a good
think,

I never can think among a lot of people.
I am not naturally disposed to be quiet my-
self, and occasionally throw in remarks and
suggestions which are not always received
with delight if there happens to be a discus-
sion going on; but when I want to get out of a
scrape I cannot brook interruption, and there-
forealways make a point of avoiding the whole
family. One thing is evident,some roses must
be obtained somehow! Where from, and by
whom, have not the slightest idea. The thing
is, if I can replace those I have taken by others
will Father know the difference? I hardly
think so, and I immediately begin to con-
sider how I can set about it.

Tonly attacked two pots, that I know; but
I must find out how many blossoms there