"Father does plan such jolly things for me to do! And you, and Manuel,
and Franz are so kind!"
"Those of us who have our legs ought to be, that's sure," was
Mr. Croyden's grim response. "It is the least we can do. In my
opinion you have been a real hero, Theo. If my leg had been broken I
should never have been so patient. You would have seen me storming
round like a caged tiger. In fact I doubt even if lectures delivered
by such a brilliant speaker as myself would have kept me still."
Theo chuckled.
"What is the subject of the lecture you are to give this evening?" he
inquired with mock seriousness.
"Wasn't it printed on your ticket?"
"No, sir."
"No?" exclaimed Mr. Croyden in surprise. "A great oversight! The man
who printed these tickets is a stupid fellow. I believe I shall have
to discharge him and try somebody else. The subject of this evening's
lecture is, of course, _Porcelain_."
"Porcelain! Have we really come to porcelain at last!" cried Theo,
much delighted.
"Yes, we have now finished with the potteries and earthenwares--at
least for the present, and we shall begin on porcelain, the great
art-work of the Chinese."
Mr.
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