Whenever it was possible he gave his nurses and attendants the slip.

He planned dangerous games, and incited the children of the castle servants and gardeners to carry out the mischief which he had contrived.
But his favorite pastime was building.

Sometimes he would erect houses of red stone, often he would dig great caves of many chambers and halls in the sand.

At this work he was much more energetic than his humbler playfellows, and he would be dirty and dripping with perspiration when he returned to the castle.

The courtiers would shake their heads over him in disapprobation, and then look approvingly at Wendelin, who was a true royal child and never got his white hands dirty.
There was no doubt but that George was cast in a less aristocratic mould than his brother.