As he went away he said, "Someone ought to get six month's hard labour for maltreating him." After a while Selina brought in Tinker, dressed in his new clothes, with his mat of hair cut close to his head.

He was still grimy--many baths were yet needed before he would be clean; but Sir Tancred saw that, once clean, and his peaked face filled out a little, he would be a very pretty baby.

His features were fine, his eyes of a deep blue, his head was small and well-shaped, and the close-cut hair clustered about it in little curls.
He clung to Selina's gown, and Sir Tancred bade her sit down, and see what he would do.

It was a long time before he stirred from her side, and then only a little way, moving with a curious, stealthy gait, casting fearful glances at Sir Tancred.

He was attracted by the bright stuffs which covered the furniture, and went from piece to piece, stroking it.