and Lord Arden's children were friends and cousins. And all the time they were talking Lord Arden's eyes were fixed on his face, except when they wandered to Tinkler and the white seal. Once he picked these up, and looked at the crest on them.
"Where did you get these?" he asked.
Dickie told. And then Lord Arden handed the seal and Tinkler to him and went on with his questions.
At last Elfrida put her arms round her father's neck and whispered, "I know it's not manners, but Dickie won't mind," she said before the whispering began.
"Yes, certainly," said Lord Arden when the whispering was over; "it's tea-time. Dickie, you'll come home to tea with us, won't you?"
"I must tell Mr. Beale," said Dickie; "he'll be anxious if I don't."
"Shall I hurt you if I put you on my back?" Lord Arden asked, and next minute he was carrying Dickie down the slope towards Arden Castle, while Edred went back to Beale's cottage to say where Dickie was. When Edred got back to Arden Castle tea was ready in the parlour, and Dickie was resting in a comfortable chair.
"Isn't old Beale a funny old man?" said Edred. "He said Arden Castle was the right place for Dickie, with a face like that. What could he have meant? What are you doing that for?" he added in injured tones, for Elfrida had kicked his hand under the table.
