"Well, wise like the witch or like Tom Tiddler. Oh"—here he clapped his hands—"unselfish like Alexander! He's always ready to forgive me, even if I hurt him."
Alexander, who was lying at his feet, looked up and wagged his tail.
"And what did the beautiful Queen give you? Her present was the best of all!"
"The best of all?" How sweet she had looked, the dear Queen, almost—no, just the same as Mother!
"Have you guessed, dear?" said Mother, bending down and kissing George.
In a moment he knew. "Of course, how stupid of me! It's the last and the best!" And he hugged her and Alexander in turns.
