TINKER ACCEPTS HIS NAME The child sat very still on Selina's lap, shrinking back as far as possible from Sir Tancred.

Selina kept talking to him, and his father spoke to him several times, but he uttered never a sound.

Once when Sir Tancred moved suddenly, he threw up his little thin arm to guard his face; and Sir Tancred swore.
They agreed that he would be happier if they took no notice of him for a while, and sat quiet.

He seemed relieved, for he sank into an easier position on Selina's lap, and presently they saw him stroke his coat with a caressing gesture, as though its softness pleased him.

After a long while, he sat up, looked at the horse, said in a quaint, thin whisper, "Gee-gee--mine like gee-gee"; and then looked swiftly round with frightened eyes, fearful lest he had drawn attention to his existence.
Suddenly he began to blink, then, lulled by the motion of the cab, he fell asleep.