He ran in
among the group, and stretched out his hands with a little fighting air.
His uncle Richard made a step towards him, but he ran back; his father
made as if to take him in his arms, but he evaded him. Presently the
door opened, the nurse entered, the child sprang from among the group,
and ran with a laughing defiance to the farthest end of the room, and,
leaning his chin on the billiard-table, flashed a look of defiant humour
at his pursuer. Presently the door opened again, and the figure of the
mother appeared. All at once the child's face altered; he stood
perfectly still, and waited for his mother to come to him. Lali had not
spoken, and she did not speak until, lifting the child, she came the
length of the billiard-table and faced them.
"I beg your pardon," she said, "for intruding; but Richard has led
us a dance, and I suppose the mother may go where her child goes."
"The mother and the child are always welcome wherever they go," said
General Armour quietly.
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