For, at the recent highland games gathering in Braemar, Prince Philip took a leaf out of Harry's book, and flashed the crowd.

Should you find yourself able to push on to Braemar—it may even be on your way—believe me, your visit will be most welcome.

But Eden only shook his head, and muttered something about Colonel Braemar not being kind to him and his little sister.

In my twenty-third year—being at home at that time—I was asked to a hunting match at Braemar, and went.