The only person who was not quite happy was the King's brother, the heir-presumptive, who would have been king one day had the baby not been born. But as his Majesty was very kind to him, and even rather sorry for him — insomuch that at the Queen's request he gave him a duke dom almost as big as a county — the Crown Prince, as he was called, tried to seem pleased also; and let us hope he succeeded. The Prince's christening was to be a grand affair. According to the custom of the country, there were chosen for him four-and-twenty god fathers and godmothers, who each had to give him a name, and promise to do their utmost for him. When he came Of age, he himself had to choose the name — and the godfather or god mother — that he liked best, for the rest Of his days.