the small bag she had brought in with her. ``I'm
glad I did, too, for our trunks didn't come,'' she
continued laughingly. ``Still, if he isn't here to
receive them-- There, Pete, aren't they beautiful?''
she cried, carefully taking from their wrappings
two exquisitely decorated porcelain discs
mounted on two long spikes. ``They're Batterseas--
the real article. I know enough for
that; and they're finer than anything he's got.
Won't he be pleased?''

``Yes, Miss--ma'am, I mean,'' stammered
the old man.

``These new titles come hard, don't they,
Pete?'' laughed Bertram.

Pete smiled faintly.

``Never mind, Pete,'' soothed his new mistress.
``You shall call me `Miss Billy' all your life if
you want to. Bertram,'' she added, turning to
her husband, ``I'm going to just run up-stairs
and put these in Uncle William's rooms so they'll
be there when he comes in. We'll see how soon
he discovers them!''

Before Pete could stop her she was half-way
up the first flight of stairs. Even then he tried
to speak to his young master, to explain that