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Updated: September 24, 2025
'Yes, he might black our boots and work in the garden, said True. 'Will Lady Is'bel ask him, do you think, father? 'No, I think she is doing quite enough if she takes charge of you two young pickles. 'I shan't like leaving my friend behind, said Bobby solemnly. 'You see, he saved Nobbles' life. He deserves me to remember him, and not go away and forget him.
Bobby stole a look up through his long lashes at Lady Isobel to see how she took this. Then he gained courage, and proceeded: 'Nobbles tells me I needn't never be 'fraid of lions or tigers or village boys, for he'd whack them all round, and the cocks and hens all rush away when they see me and Nobbles coming!
'I never have lived in quite such a big house, she said, as, after having seen the nursery, she followed Lady Isobel downstairs again, and they went in and out of all the rooms. Bobby was still exclaiming as he went about. 'Look, True, those were the pictures which used to frown on me in the dining-room when I went in. Me and Nobbles finked we heard them say, "Run away; you've no business here."
He flung himself down on the grass by the roadside, clasping the remains of Nobbles in his arms, and sobbed in the most bitter and heart-broken fashion. Miss Egerton occupied herself with releasing the dog from the saucepan. It seemed to know who had befriended it, for it crept up to Bobby and began to lick his curly head with a little whine of sympathy.
'Yes, said Bobby, interested at once; 'same as you did to Nobbles and me. They've got black bodies as well as black hearts, haven't they? Nurse's brother tells me about black peoples. But, oh! I don't want you to go. Everybodies I like goes away; and my father is such a 'normous time coming! 'Poor little Bobby!
And an hour later, when he was getting tired of romping with True, he sat down on the grass underneath an apple-tree. 'I like Nobbles to be good, he confided to True; 'but I'm 'fraid he can't be ind'pendent. He's plucky, he's afraid of nobody, and loves to give anyone a good beating; and he's quite, quite straight, so he's hon'rable, but he can't stand alone, or do things for himself.
'I believe Nobbles is at the bottom of everything, said his uncle; and Bobby nodded, well pleased. 'Yes, Nobbles is very erportant to me, he said; 'and if Curly hadn't saved him, my heart would have broke! It was Sunday afternoon. Lady Isobel was sitting in the drawing-room, and the children were by her side. 'It makes me think of mother, said True, with a little choke in her voice.
Bobby stood by trembling for his verdict, and Nurse said to the man, Jim Black by name, 'He's so terrible set upon his stick that we thought perhaps you might mend it. 'Tis the head he values; it's his favourite toy. Jim Black turned Nobbles' little head round in his hand with a smile upon his lips. 'Be this here a Chinyman? he asked Bobby. 'Oh no, said Bobby gravely, shaking his head.
'Nobbles' was only a walking-stick, with a wonderful little ivory head. It was the head of a goblin, Nurse declared, but Bobby loved it. Nobbles had very round eyes and a smiling mouth, two very big ears, and a little red cap on his head.
Holding out Nobbles to him, he cried: 'Catch hold, quick, quick, father! I'll pull you out! Oh, catch hold! Mr. Allonby was struggling to raise himself, but the ice kept breaking under his grip. 'Go back! he shouted to Bobby. 'Go back! But for once the child disobeyed. When he saw his father sink before his eyes he raised a most piercing cry. In the distance they were bringing a ladder.
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