Suddenly he began to blink, then, lulled by the motion of the cab, he
fell asleep. They sat quiet, and had reached a more civilised part of
London, when Sir Tancred said, "Do you think I could hold him without
waking him?"
Selina nodded, and lifted him into his arms, and so they came to the
Hotel Cecil.
When the cab stopped, the child awoke frightened, and at once began to
struggle. Sir Tancred handed him over to Selina, who soothed him, and
carried him to the lift. As soon as they were in his rooms, Sir
Tancred rang for a waiter, and when he came, bade him bring up bread
and hot milk at once. The child heard the words and said plaintively,
"Mine hungly! Mine hungly!"
"All right, my lamb," said Selina. "You shall have dinner very soon."
When the waiter brought the bread and milk, Selina prepared it, and sat
down at the table with the child on her knee. In a flash his grimy
little hands were in the basin, and he was thrusting the bread and milk
into his mouth with both of them. Selina pushed the bowl out of his
reach, and fed him with a spoon, very slowly, nor did she give him
much. Sir Tancred watched his ravenous eating with a constricted
heart. When she had given him as much as she thought good for him,
Selina put the bowl out of sight.
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