was meet that their destroyer should come to a violent end; yet The little cat, headed off from its wonted tracks of safety, had rather piteous. Octavian walked through the long grass of the the shadow of the high blank wall he glanced up and became aware were looking down at him, and if ever an artist wanted a threefold in stillness, he would have found it in the triple gaze that metapology in his voice. "Beast!" The answer came from three throats with startling intensity. Octavian felt that the blank wall would not be more impervious to its coping; he wisely decided to withhold his peace overtures till amarket town for a box of chocolates that by its size and contents the meadow. The two first specimens that were shown him he hastily bore the portrait of a tabby kitten. A third sample was more simply flowers of forgetfulness as a happy omen. He felt distinctly more sent across to the grey house, and a message returned to say that it with purposeful steps past the long blank wall on his way to the three children were perched at their accustomed look-out, and their .