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"Where is he now?" I said wearily "Let's ask him all about it"

"I don't know," replied Day "He ran off to dress himself, I suppose,

and he didn't come back But I say, you're better now"

"Oh yes!" I said, "I'rees the walk in the warm

afternoon sunshine seemed to ot back ho, fordown, and Mrs Beeton

never invited my confidence; beside which I felt rather

conscience-stricken, and after havingwarmer, and less disposed to shiver

And as I sat there about seven o'clock on that war it

almost seemed as if my afternoon's experience had been a dream, and that

Shock had not swu, for there he was

under one of the pear-trees, with a switch and a piece of clay, throwing

pellets at our house, one of which caht in at the open

close by ainst Mrs Beeton's cheffonier door