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‘I wonder when you’re going to do something useful, Rudolf,’ my brother’s wife said. She looked at me crossly over the breakfast table.

‘But why should I do anything, Rose?’ I answered, calmly eating my egg. ‘I’ve got nearly enough money for the things I want, and my brother, Robert, is a lord – Lord Burlesdon. I’m very happy.’

‘You’re twenty-nine, and you’ve done nothing except …’

‘Play about? It’s true. We Rassendylls are a rich and famous family, and we don’t need to do anything.’

This made Rose angry. ‘Rich and famous families usually behave worse than less important families,’ she said.

When I heard this, I touched my dark red hair. I knew what she meant.

‘I’m so pleased that Robert’s hair is black!’ she cried.

Just then my brother, Robert, came in. When he looked at Rose, he could see that there was something wrong.