He was charmingly dressed in a sailor suit with a broad turned-back collar over a blue-and-white striped jersey, long black stockings, and pretty little patent leather shoes with silk ties.

Wilhelm lifted up this young prince, kissing him, and asked, "Well, Willy, do you remember me ?" He had not seen, him for eighteen months.
"Of course, I do, uncle, we talk about you every day," cried the child in his clear voice.

"Are you going to stay with us now ?" "Yes, that he is!" his father answered for the friend.
"How jolly! how jolly!" cried Willy, clapping his hands with glee.

"And you will teach me to ride, won't you, uncle?
Papa has no time." "But I don't know how to ride myself," returned Wilhelm with a smile.
Willy looked up disappointed.

"What can you do then ?" "Be a good boy now," Malvine broke in, "and leave uncle in peace and go back to the nursery.