‘A revolution, sire,’ answered Mumkie.
‘Ah, well, it’s all the same. They manage these things quickly here. By the bye, what was the arrangement that my son made about this house?’
‘He said I was to have the house and all the live stock.’
‘All the live stock?’ said the King.
‘All, your Majesty.’
‘Then I’m afraid it’s all up with you, Ernalie!’
‘I’m afraid it is, your Majesty, unless your Majesty would buy me from this gentleman.’
‘Good idea! What’ll you take for her, Mumkie?’
Mumkie looked at her critically.