Daddy says so." "Tessa," said Mrs.Ralston gently, "we don't want to hear about that.
Tell us some more about Captain Monck's mongoose instead!" Tessa frowned momentarily.

Such nursery discipline was something of an insult to her eight years' dignity, but in a second she sent a dazzling smile to her hostess, accepting the rebuff.

"All right, Aunt Mary, I'll bring him to see you to-morrow, shall I ?" she said brightly.

"Mrs.Dacre will like that too.

It'll be something to amuse us when Tommy's gone." Tommy looked across with a grin.