"The first gem of the ocean,
The first pearl of the sea,"
murmured Uncle Jacko.
"Yes, that's right," said Margot. "You'll see what it is like in the morning, Till, and grandfather, the blessed darling, says that you may stay for three whole weeks. That is, if you are good."
"Of course I'll be good; I'll be very good indeed," said Tilly. "Anyone would be good with la petite Comtesse."
"I'm not la petite Comtesse here," said Margot. "I'm 'pushkeen' here, and most likely the old-youngs will call you 'nanny-goat.'"
"Nanny-goat! But I won't be nanny-goat," said Matilda, thoroughly offended.
"Well, we'll see, but you can't help yourself."
"And who are the old-youngs?" asked Tilly.
"You'll see them also, Till," remarked Margot. "Oh, Uncle Jacko, darling Uncle Jacko, have we arrived?"