"I never quite understand what that is," said Roy, contemplatively. "I don't think I should like to be shut up in a stuffy cupboard. They shut them up in it to talk, don't they, Aunt Judy?"
How Miss Bertram laughed! But whilst she was explaining what a cabinet was, Rob crept away from the window muttering, "I suppose as how I could be a policeman, but I'd a deal rather be a soldier!"
XI
A GIFT TO THE QUEEN
"Can I see Master Roy, please?"
It was Rob who spoke, and he seemed breathless with haste and importance, as he stood at the front door one cold afternoon the end of October.
"You can give me your message," the young footman said, rather superciliously.
"No, I can't," was the blunt retort; "ask Master Roy to speak to me."