"There's no reason why he shouldn't go into Parliament, and perhaps end
by being a member of the cabinet."
"I never quite understand what that is," said Roy, contemplatively. "I
don't think I should like to be shut up in a stuffy cupboard. They shut
them up in it to talk, don't they, Aunt Judy?"
How Miss Bertram laughed! But whilst she was explaining what a cabinet
was, Rob crept away from the window muttering, "I suppose as how I could
be a policeman, but I'd a deal rather be a soldier!"
XI
A GIFT TO THE QUEEN
"Can I see Master Roy, please?"
It was Rob who spoke, and he seemed breathless with haste and
importance, as he stood at the front door one cold afternoon the end of
October.
"You can give me your message," the young footman said, rather
superciliously.
"No, I can't," was the blunt retort; "ask Master Roy to speak to me."
Rob gained his point, and was ushered into the library where Roy and
Dudley were amusing themselves in the firelight.
The old nursery was not much used now, and the library had begun to be
considered the boys' room, partly because owing to it being on the
ground floor, and opening into the garden, it was more convenient for
Roy's use.
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