"Let me, Sir!" and held the gate for him, for nobody could be more charming than Tiny when he liked, which was mostly always never. And as the Commander-in-Chief went through, he said most sweetly, "_So_ sorry you've had all your trouble for nothing, Sir." But the Commander-in-Chief ran away, snorting; and when he got outside he took off his moustaches and whacked his hand with them; which he always did in a passion. And that evening he sulked so after tea, that the King got up in a rage, and after pouring the dominoes over his head, shouted, "Look here! I'm sick o you. You grow older and horrider every day. Go to Abroad!" And he marched to the door. Then St Jack sat very tight in his chair, and said, "What ye mean?" So the King threw his crown into the corner, and roared, "The sack--that's what I mean!" and he held the door open. Then Jacky went out in a terrible rage, the King's toe behind him. 41 And after that, Summer came. And Baby always said she liked Summer best, because of you know why. And she lived in the garden all day in a flap-hat and gauntlets, and messed, and loved it. And the Junior Subaltern lived there with her in a coat of many colours and a white hat, and white shoes, and a little sash round his waist, and ate things. And he loved Baby in a pink and proper way. And Baby loved him to love her, and taught him, so that he became almost like a little man. And the Junior Subaltern was easier to teach than Tiny, because of younger and squashier. But though he learned quickest, he forgot quickest too--which is often the way. So it really came about to about the same in the end. But when the Junior Subaltern was there, Tiny walked by himself at the other end of the garden with his back rather turned. And because he was full of unkindness he too began to grow old. And he became more and more like a common man from Abroad for the time being, and less and less like a native of That Country. Then one day when Baby saw Tiny alone by himself like so, she put her finger to her lip, and said to herself out loud, "I wonder why?" Then the Junior Subaltern whispered, "Because of about my umpiring him out at cricket, I spect." So Baby nodded and said, "Probly praps. Go and make it up. I turn my back." And she stooped with her kitten on her shoulder and gardened a flower. Then the Junior Subaltern went. But Tiny, when he saw him coming, only turned his back more than ever, and walked away, very proud and pokery. Only when he got round the hollyhocks, where Baby couldn't see, all of a sudden he stopped and bumped backwards into the Junior Subaltern. And when Tiny felt the bump, he whispered skew-wise out of the corner of his mouth, very fierce, "What ye mean by it?" So the Junior Subaltern answered, "By what?" Then Tiny whispered fiercer than ever, "Don't answer me, Sir! or I'll put you under arrest or something--you ugh!" and he pretended sick over the flower-bed.