"Old people have such queer ideas," thought Queen Selina, as the chariot rapidly receded from sight. "As if that twopenny-halfpenny pendant of Miss Heritage's could--but the Court Godmother will be annoyed if I don't follow her advice--and it's best not to offend the old creature. I'll go up and see if it's still in my jewel case." It was, and she brought it down in time to intercept Clarence as he was starting in rather low spirits for another crowded hour of anything but glorious life in the Riding Court. "Clarence, my boy," she said, "I want you to oblige me by wearing this in future." "What--that thing you bought before we came away!" he replied. "I say, Mater, you _don't_ expect me to go about with a woman's pendant on my manly bosom!" "Your Godmother Vogelflug thinks it is quite a fit ornament for a Prince," urged his mother, "and--and she as much as said that it would bring you good-luck." "Did she, though? Well, I could do with a bit of that for a change." And he allowed her to fasten the chain round his neck. "By Gad, makes me feel like a Good Forester or a Member of the Ancient Order of Buffaloes or something!" he remarked. "Never mind," she said; "and it really doesn't look so very out of place. But remember, Clarence, if it's to do any good, you must wear it _always_." "Right-oh!" he said; "and now I'll go and take my usual morning toss, what?" Half an hour later, he came into the Royal Parlour, where his family were assembled, Daphne being with them. He looked round the circle with a satisfied air, and then said in a tone of studied carelessness, "If you've nothing better to do just now, all of you, you may as well look in at the Riding Court in a few minutes, and see how I'm getting on. I--er--should like Lady Daphne to come, too, and the whole Court. Tell 'em to hurry up. You'll find me down there ready for you." He was gone before they had recovered from their surprise. "Dear me," said the King, "I'm not quite sure that it would be wise to have the Court looking on just yet, eh, my dear?" "I have every confidence in Clarence," said the Queen. "He would not have suggested that they should attend unless--but perhaps a smaller audience, of just ourselves, might be less trying for him." So it was only the Royal family and Daphne that went down to the Riding Court, where, to Queen Selina's alarm, some very formidable-looking jumps had been put up. "He's never going to be rash enough to try to get over those!" she said. "Tell him he's not to run such risks. I can't allow him to!" Just then Clarence cantered in on a high-spirited mare, over which he seemed to have complete control. He put her at obstacle after obstacle, and surmounted all of them with the greatest ease. To prove that he was equally at home on any mount, he had several other horses brought in, and over each he showed the same mastery, and a seat with which Daphne, who was critical in such matters, could find no fault.