Behind them distractedly hovered three shocked nurses, quivering with horror at the upheaval of the social edifice; and horror-stricken mothers were slowly approaching the dreadful spot.
The baron slowly took in the humiliating significance of the scene; he saw that the glory of a royal house had been levelled to the dust, or rather to the sand.

He caught his blubbering charge by the arm, jerked him to his feet, and led him away by one large ear.
The Honourable John Ruffin looked after them and laughed quietly but joyfully.

Then he said: "I congratulate you, Pollyooly--an excellent piece of work very neatly done.

The haughty foreigner will trouble you no more." Mrs.Gibson came forward and added her congratulations to his.

The children gazed at Pollyooly with deep respect.