Penrod was conscious of a great uplift; in a moment he would have to throw aside his mantle, but even so he was protected and sheltered in the human garment of a man.

His stage-fright had passed, for the audience was but an indistinguishable blur of darkness beyond the dazzling lights.

His most repulsive speech (that in which he proclaimed himself a "tot") was over and done with; and now at last the small, moist hand of the Child Sir Galahad lay within his own.

Craftily his brown fingers stole from Maurice's palm to the wrist.

The two boys declaimed in concert: "We are two chuldrun of the Tabul Round Strewing kindness all a-round.
With love and good deeds striving ever for the best, May our littul efforts e'er be blest.
Two littul hearts we offer.