Pat slipped round to his mother and hugged her hard.

And Olive, the only unmoved member of the party, looked on with contemptuous eyes the while she continued her breakfast.

Jeanie still breakfasted upstairs in the schoolroom, and so missed the _fracas_.
"The place is a pig-sty!" declared Mr.Lorimer, roused out of all complacence and casting dainty phraseology to the winds.

"And you, sir,"-- he addressed his second son,--"wholly unfit for civilized society.

Go upstairs, and--if you have any appetite left after this disgusting exhibition--satisfy it in the nursery!" Julian, crimson but wholly unashamed, flung up his head defiantly and walked to the door.
"Stop!" commanded Mr.Lorimer, ere he reached it.
Julian stopped.
His father looked him up and down with gradually returning composure.
"You will not go to the nursery," he said.