And now she had little Lexington as well. By the time he was six years old, young Lexington had grown into a most beautiful boy with golden hair and deep blue eyes the colour of cornflowers. Soon, Aunt Glosspan told herself, she would have to start thinking about his education. “You know what, my darling?” she said to him one day. “I don’t really see why I shouldn’t give you your lessons myself. And one of the first things I should do would be to teach you how to cook.” “I think I would like that, Aunt Glosspan.” “Whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to learn sometime,” she said. “Vegetarians like us don’t have nearly so many foods to choose from as ordinary people, and therefore they must learn to be doubly expert with what they have.” |