“Oh, no,” said Jack with much dignity, “you’re not in the succession; you’re a female.”
“A female? Me? How dare you?” cried Boo in a red fury of wrath, and gave him a resounding box on the ear. The head of her House perceived that he was not a hero to his relatives, and, ignorant of the French proverb, turned to the servants.
“I’m Duke, James,” he said to his friend the hall-boy.
“So I’ve heard, your Grace.”
“We’ll play marbles all day long, James.”
“All right, sir.”
“Why aren’t you a duke, James?”
The hall-boy grinned.
“M. le Duc ne doit pas causer avec les domestiques,” said the French governess, and took hold of him by his right ear and propelled him upstairs.
“Pourquoi nong pas?” asked Jack.