"Yes, of course, and it isn't customary to address a lord as 'your lordship' either, at least not among people of our class."
"That must be why he laughed when Lulu did it," said Betty reflectively, "but she only wanted to be very respectful. Dr. Bell called him Jack."
"Betty," whispered Jack, when their mother had left the room, and the two children were alone together, "do you suppose we shall ever see Uncle Jack?"
"I don't know," said Betty sadly. "I'm sure mother never will write to him, and of course he wouldn't be likely to come to America."
"You don't know where he lives in England, do you?"
"Mother told me once, but I forget the name of the place. Why do you want to know?"
"Because," said Jack slowly, raising himself on his elbow as he spoke, "if I knew it, I think I would write him a letter myself."
"Oh, Jack, you wouldn't dare?"
"Yes, I think I would," said Jack, "and I think if he really came, mother would love it."
"She would love to see him," Betty admitted, "but she doesn't like to write, for fear he might think she wanted money or something like that."