dles was her ideal lower-class person, dishonest, faithful, abject, industrious, and inconceivably incapable of responsibility. She told him it was a serious matter, the way his child was going on.
"It's 'is appetite, my ladyship," said Caddles, with a rising note.
"Check 'im, my ladyship, you can't," said Caddles. "There 'e lies, my ladyship, and kicks out 'e does, and 'owls, that distressin'. We 'aven't the 'eart, my ladyship. If we 'ad—the neighbours would interfere. . . ."
Lady Wondershoot consulted the parish doctor.
"What I want to know," said Lady Wondershoot, "is it right this child should have such an extraordinary quantity of milk?"
"The proper allowance for a child of that age," said the parish doctor, "is a pint and a half to two pints in the twenty-four hours. I don't see that you are called upon to provide more. If you do, it is your own generosity. Of course we might try the legitimate quantity for a few days. But the child, I must admit, seems for some reason to be physiologically different. Possibly what is called a Sport. A case of General Hypertrophy."
"It isn't fair to the other parish children," said Lady Wondershoot. "I am certain we shall have complaints if this goes on."
"I don't see that any one can be expected to give more than the recognised allowance. We might insist on its doing with that or if it wouldn't, send it as a case into the Infirmary."
"I suppose," said Lady Wondershoot, reflecting,
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