'Plantagenet, my love!' said his mother in a solemn voice.
'Well, mother, what do you want?'
'Plantagenet, my love, you know you promised me to be good!'
'Well! what have I done?'
'Lord Cadurcis,' said Lady Annabel, interfering, 'do you like to look at pictures?'
'Thank you,' replied the little lord, in a more courteous tone; 'I like to be left alone.'
'Did you ever know such an odd child!' said Mrs. Cadurcis; 'and yet, Lady Annabel, you must not judge him by what you see. I do assure you he can behave, when he likes, as pretty as possible.'
'Pretty!' muttered the little lord between his teeth.
'If you had only seen him at Morpeth sometimes at a little tea party,' said Mrs. Cadurcis, 'he really was quite the ornament of the company.'
'No, I wasn't,' said Lord Cadurcis.