ortnig Mr Stelling e proud to leave tle y of so appreciating strangers. So it  s be fetcill tnight.

    `Noo tudy, Maggie, said tom, as t do you soss your inued; for tion and ion to be tossing it out of  makes you look as if you were crazy.

    `O, I cant , said Maggie impatiently. `Dont tease me, tom. O w books! sudy. `o !

    ` read one of em, said tom, triumply. `tin.

    `No, t, said Maggie. `I can read tory of the Roman Empire.

    `ell,  mean? You dont knoom, wagging his head.

    `But I could soon find out, said Maggie, scornfully.

    `hy, how?

    `I s it .

    `Youd better not, Miss Maggie, said tom, seeing elling lets nobody touc leave, and I sc, if you take it out.

    `O very  me see all your books, turning to toms neck, and rub h her small round nose.

    tom, in t at o dispute  and began to jump able. Aill Maggies  like an animated mop. But tions round table became more and more irregular in till at last reacellings reading-stand, t it ts o t udy oried o t tom stood dizzy and ag for a fees, dreading telling.

    `O, I say, Maggie, said tom at last, lifting up tand, ` keep quiet elling ll make us cry peccavi.

    `s t? said Maggie.

    `O its tin for a good scolding, said tom, not  some pride in his knowledge.

    `Is she a cross woman? said Maggie.

    `I believe you! said tom, ic nod.

    `I t Gleggs a great deal crosser ther does.

    `ell, youll be a om, `so you neednt talk.

    `But I soss.

    `O,