We only drink milk and cocoa, of course.

But we have some tea, for Mum walked up to have tea with us yesterday," said the Terror.
"I take it that she saw nothing of the princess," said Sir Maurice.
"Oh, no; she didn't see Lady Rowington.

You must remember that she's Lady Rowington here, and not the princess at all," said the Terror.
"Oh?
I see now how it was that when you were asked at home, you knew nothing about the princess," said Sir Maurice quickly.
"Yes; that was how," said the Terror blandly.
They had not long to wait for their tea, for the Twins had had their kettle on the fire for some time.

Sir Maurice and Miss Lambart enjoyed the picnic greatly.

On his suggestion an armistice was proclaimed.
Miss Lambart agreed to make no further attempt to capture the princess; and she came out of hiding and took her tea with them.
Miss Lambart was, indeed, pleased with, at any rate, the physical change in the princess, induced by her short stay at the knoll: she was a browner, brighter, stronger child.