“Did she spake the truth?”
“She did.”
“Up you get,” said Patsy; “and off with you and ’pologise to your ould father for havin’ such a son.”
He released Micky, who sprang to his feet and tore out of the yard shouting what he wouldn’t do next time he caught Patsy alone on a dark night.
“Bravo, Carrots!” cried Lord Gawdor.
“Bravo, Carrots!” cried Doris, as Patsy, triumphant and grinning with delight, was led off into the kitchen by the ear.
“Robert! Doris!” cried Miss Kiligrew; “what would your grandmother say if she could hear you?”
“I dunno!” replied Lord Gawdor; “but I bet she’d have laughed if she’d heard that long chap saying his grandmother was a goose.”