Nanny put on a pair of thick-lens spectacles and advanced upon Henry.
“You put your tongue out,” she ordered.
“Why on earth?”
“Do as you’re told, Mr. Henry.”
Henry put out his tongue.
“I thought so. Come to me before you go to bed this evening. You’re bilious.”
“What utter rot.”
“You’ve always shown your liver in your spirits.”
“Nanny!”
“Talking a lot of rubbish about matters that are beyond your understanding. His other lordship will soon send certain people about their business.”