Come! trusting in God's mercy for the child.

And come quickly while the darkness of the storm shrouds our going." Then he looked round on those others--Head-nurse, Wet-nurse, Old Faithful, Roy the Rajput, and Meroo the cook-boy--not much of a bodyguard for the young prince, and yet, since force would be useless, perhaps as good as any other, if they had a head between them.

But the nurses were women, Faithful nothing but an old soldier, and the two others were mere boys.

Some one else must be left.

Who?
Then he remembered Foster-father, Foster-mother's husband.