'Will mother know about parrots and pockets?'
'You're talking nonsense, Archie. Now be good. Your mother said you would be good.'
'Is it naughty to talk about parrots—with pockets?'
'Yes.'
'Then you're very naughty. You talk about them.'
'Will you stop talking about them if I get you some sugar?' said Bruce, feeling frightfully ashamed of himself, but fearing for his reason if Archie said any more on the subject.
'I'm a good boy. I'll stop talking about parrots if you get me some sugar.'
He put his hand in his father's with a most winning smile.
'I'll show you where it is. It's in the kitchen. It's in the nursery, too, but it's nicer sugar in the kitchen.'
'I oughtn't to give it you. Your mother will be angry.'