"I want to see him too," said Jack; "I want it very much indeed."
"Why? You never seemed to care so much before."
"No, I didn't, not till to-day, but then you see I had never talked to an Englishman before."
"And does that make a difference?" Betty asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Of course it does. Uncle Jack is an Englishman too, and perhaps—I don't really suppose he is—but he might be just a little bit like the lord."
"You are a funny boy," said Betty, laughing. "The lord was very kind, and ever so good to us, but then——"
"He was the most splendid man I ever saw," interrupted Jack, "and I wish—I do wish—that when I grow up I might be just exactly like him."
The Randalls was not the only household in which Lord Carresford was the subject of conversation that evening.
"Your friend has certainly succeeded in captivating the children's affections, Charlie," said Mrs. Bell to her husband, as she joined him and her sister on the piazza after having seen Lulu safely tucked up in bed. "Lulu has talked of nothing else since she came home, and I have just been talking to Mrs. Hamilton at the telephone. She says her little girl is of the opinion that 'his lordship' is the most delightful person she has ever encountered."
"That was always the way with old Jack," said the doctor, smiling. "There was never a man, woman, or child who had not something to say in his praise. He was the most popular man in his class."