Lady Muriel was passing at the moment, and caught the last word. "Nobody's going to be punished here!" she said, taking Bruno in her arms. "This is Liberty-Hall! Would you lend me the children for a minute?"
"The children desert us, you see," I said to Mein Herr, as she carried them off: "so we old folk must keep each other company!"
The old man sighed. "Ah, well! We're old folk now; and yet I was a child myself, once
at least I fancy so."It did seem a rather unlikely fancy, I could not help owning to myself
looking at the shaggy white hair, and the long beard that he could ever have been a child. "You are fond of young people?" I said."Young men," he replied. "Not of children exactly. I used to teach young men
many a year ago in my dear old University!""I didn't quite catch its name?" I hinted.
"I did not name it," the old man replied mildly. "Nor would you know the name if I did. Strange tales I could tell you of all the changes I have witnessed there! But it would weary you, I fear."