"No," he said, "but I'd like to be a gypsy."

And so they reached the house, which was an old-fashioned one, all among
dark trees, with a very soft lawn in front of it.

Aunt May told Kink to go round to the back and be sure not to let Diogenes
and the dogs fight, and then she began to call at the top of her voice for
Simpkins.

After a while Simpkins appeared--an elderly bald man in a dress suit, who
was evidently the butler.

"Simpkins," said Aunt May, "there will be two more to lunch, and there's a
caravan at the back belonging to this gentleman here,"--indicating Gregory,
who immediately grew three inches all over,--"and please give the driver a
good dinner."

"Yes, my lady," said Simpkins; and Hester and Gregory at once began to look
at her with round eyes, for they had never before met anyone who was
titled--I mean to speak to, although they had seen the Lord Mayor (who is
of course a baronet) in his carriage only last November 9.

"And, Simpkins," said Aunt May, "take Mr. What is your name?" she asked
Gregory.

"Gregory Bruce Avory," said he.

"Take Mr. Bruce Avory to the Pink Room, and get him some hot water."