"If you please, Sir George Curzon, there is a young lady in the shrubberies who wants you."
"I think, young sir," replied Sir George, "you must make a mistake."
"No, sir. She has lost you, she says; it is Miss Curzon."
"Dear me! I thought she had been all this while with her aunt. Where is she?"
"A little beyond that temple on the hill, there," I replied, pointing with my hat.
"You need hardly go all that way yourself," said the Duke, observing Sir George about to follow me; "the boy can show her here very well."
"Yes, Sir George," added her Majesty; "let the little boy run and bring her."
"Well, then, my little gentleman," asked Sir George, "may I ask you to do so?"
"Oh, yes, Sir," I replied, and I was off on my way towards her in a moment.
"I have found your father. Miss Curzon," said I on my return, "and he has asked me to lead you to him. I hope I have not been long."