Although Lloyd's wild ride in a hand-car with one of the two little knights began thrillingly, they listened with one foot out, ready to run at first word of the moral lecture which they thought would surely come at the end.
The poodle had a maid to make it happy and comfortable, every moment of its pampered little life.

The boys had some one to see that they were properly clothed and fed, and their nursery at home looked as if a toy store had been emptied into it.

But no one took any interest in their amusement.

When they asked questions the answer always was, "Oh, run along and don't bother me now." There were no quiet bedtime talks for them to smooth the snarls out of the day.

Their mother was always dining out or receiving company at that time, and their nurse hurried them to sleep with threats of the bugaboos under the bed that would catch them if they were not still.