Bertie was a very good boy. He was kind, obedient, truthful
and unselfish. He had, however, one great fault — he
always forgot. No matter how important the errand, his answer was
always, "I forgot." When he was sent with a note to the
dressmaker, his mother would find the note in his pocket at
night. If he was sent to the store in a great hurry, to get
something for tea, he would return late, without the article,
but with his usual answer.