By the time that Leo did come, Nurse Bundle had somewhat recovered from the insult, but he was never a favourite with her.

He "chaffed" her freely, and Mrs.Bundle liked to be treated with respect.

Still there was a fascination about his beauty and his jokes against which even she was not always proof.
I have seen her laugh and fetch out the parliament box when Leo followed her about like a dog walking on its hind legs, wagging an old piece of rope at the end of his jacket for a tail, and singing-- "Good Mother Hubbard, Pray what's in your cupboard?
Could you give a poor dog a bone ?" And when he got the parliament he would "sit up" and balance a slice of the gingerbread on his nose, till Polly and I cheered with delight, and Rubens became frantic at the mockery of his own performances, and Mrs.Bundle complained that "Sir Lionel never knowed when to let nonsense be." But I think she was something like the housemaid who "did the bedrooms," and who complained bitterly of the additional trouble given by Leo and me when we were at Dacrefield, and who was equally pathetic about the dulness of the Hall when we returned to school.

"The young gentlemen be a deal of trouble, but they do keep a bit of life in the place, sure enough.".