'Can she be angry?' asked Jimmy.
'She will be very angry indeed when you are naughty,' said Miss Morton. For a few minutes Jimmy sat staring into the fire.
'Is—is she like you?' he asked.
'She is not quite so tall.'
'But is she like you?' asked Jimmy.
'We used to be considered very much alike,' was the answer, and Jimmy felt inclined to cry. Then Aunt Selina said it was his bed-time, and he came close to her and kissed her cheek.
'Am I to go to Aunt Ellen's?' he asked.
'I shall not tell you until to-morrow morning,' said Aunt Selina; and Jimmy fell asleep in the large spare room wondering whether he should go to-morrow to Chesterham or not.