"Don't I?" said Harry dubiously.
"Never," cried Phra.
"I don't know about that," said Harry. "I'm afraid I've gone very near to it sometimes. But I will say I've always been very sorry afterwards."
"And owned to it?"
"Oh yes," said Harry stoutly; "I've always owned up at once. Haven't you?"
Phra was silent.
"Why don't you say yes?"
"Because it wouldn't be true," said the boy, with a sigh. "I've always wanted to, but sometimes I've felt afraid. You see, my father isn't like yours."
"He's a very nice old chap," said Harry.
"Yes, of course; but he's a king, and kings can't do like other people."