And then we had the loveliest ride, and Tumbu wasn't a bit cross; but he wouldn't go down the rocks and growled.

So we had to get out and walk.

And then we came here, and first of all we picked flowers; then I had hearth cakes and popcorn in my veil, and so we ate our breakfast, and then you came--and that's all, thank you!" She had just finished a lovely soft ball and she flung it full at the Heir-to-Empire.

It hit him, but he took no notice.
He was thinking of something else.
"But where," he began, and his little lip went down, "is Head-nurse--and Foster-father--and Foster-mother--and Old Faithful--and Meroo--and Down?
What have you done with them, slave ?" He was half angry, half ready to cry, so Roy, though his own heart failed him as he thought of the dangers of the road, had to soothe and comfort him by saying, as cheerfully as he could, that they would come before long.

But would they?
Now that the relief of finding the children were safe was over, poor Roy began to see the difficulties before him.
If those others did not come, what would he, a mere lad, do?
How could he care for his little master and mistress?
They had had their breakfast, it is true--Roy forgot he had had none himself!--but what could they have for supper?
He could not even think, he felt too giddy and tired even to sleep; so, after he had rolled his fur coat into a soft pillow for the little Prince and Princess, who were drowsy for their mid-day rest, and covered them over with their own, he sat with his head between his hands, his eyes closed, wishing he were not so stupid, wishing he could only think of something to do; for in reality he was quite wearied out.