heard his namehe smiled quite leniently.
銆��"He'd be at home in Buckingham Palace or at the bottomof a coal mine," he said. "And yet it's not impudence,either. He's just fine, is that lad."It was perhaps well he had been prepared or he mighthave been startled. When the bedroom door was openeda large crow, which seemed quite at home perched onthe high back of a carven chair, announced the entranceof a visitor by saying "Caw--Caw" quite loudly.
銆��In spite of Mrs. Medlock's warning, Mr. Roach only justescaped being sufficiently undignified to jump backward.
銆��The young Rajah was neither in bed nor on his sofa.
銆��He was sitting in an armchair and a young lamb was standingby him shaking its tail in feeding-lamb fashion as Dickonknelt giving it milk from its bottle. A squirrel wasperched on Dickon's bent back attentively nibbling a nut.
銆��The little girl from India was sitting on a big footstoollooking on.
銆��"Here is Mr. Roach, Master Colin," said Mrs. Medlock.
銆��The young Rajah turned and looked his servitor
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