to Mrs. Dacre and tell us what you have been doing!"

But Tessa would only stand on one leg and stare, till Stella put forth a
friendly hand and beckoned her to a corner of her _charpoy_.

She went then, still staring with wide round eyes of intensest blue that
gazed out of a somewhat pinched little face of monkey-like intelligence.

"What have you and Tommy been doing?" Stella asked.

"Oh, just hobnobbing," said Tessa. "Same as Mother and the Rajah."

"Have some cake!" said Tommy. "And tell us all about the mongoose!"

"Oh, Scooter! He's such a darling! Shall I bring him to see you?" asked
Tessa, lifting those wonderful unchildlike eyes of hers to Stella's.
"You'd love him! I know you would. He talks--almost. Captain Monck gave
him to me. I never liked him before, but I do now. I wish he'd come
back, and so does Tommy. Don't you think he's a nice man?"

"I don't know him very well," said Stella.

"Oh, don't you? That's because he's so quiet. I used to think he was
surly. But he isn't really. He's only shy. Is he, Aunt Mary?" The blue
eyes whisked round to Mrs. Ralston and were met by a slightly reproving
shake of the head. "No, but really," Tessa protested, "he is a nice man.
Tommy says so. Mother doesn't like him, but that's nothing to go by. The
people she likes are hardly ever nice. Daddy says so."

"Tessa," said Mrs. Ralston gently, "we don't want to hear about that.