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Could you give me the address of Miss Sampson, Miss Smythe?" "I shouldn't advise you to employ her, Miss Merivale," returned Pauline in a voice that had a sharp edge to it. For some reason or other, Clare's assistant was evidently not a favourite of hers. "I don't believe she knows her business properly. Lady Desborough's sister picked her up for Clare." "I might try her.

Otto shook his head, and thought Pina's idea of searching the wreck till they found a piece of flat metal was a more hopeful scheme. "What do you say to trying both plans?" cried Pauline, with sudden animation. "Come, as you have voluntarily elected me queen of this realm, I command you, Sir Dominick, to make a flint axe without delay, and you, Sir Otto, to make an iron one without loss of time."

He went to the window and threw it wide open. The scent of the flowers in the window-boxes and a little wave of the soft west wind came stealing in. She threw her head back with an exclamation of relief. "Ah!" she said. "This is good." "You found the room close?" he asked. Pauline sank into the window-seat.

"Not a butcher," said Lynn, who was sensitive and never could pass the shop of hanging carcases without a shudder, "but a baker would be very nice, and make drop cakes seven for sixpence. Oh, I could eat a drop cake, couldn't you?" "A Benson's one," said Pauline dreamily; "they're the sweetest." "But there are more currants in Dunks's," said Muffie. "I shall spend my penny there."

And then she looked mystified, and Pauline discovered that the noise was very fatiguing, and we came away." For half-an-hour Uncle Dan listened, highly diverted, to the chatter of the girls, and it never once occurred to him to remember the meagreness and paltriness of their condition.

But as she stood intently listening, the red glow from the fire behind her, again came the cry "Pauline!" not far away. Her heart beat hard, and she raised her head and called why was it she should call out in a language not her own? "Qu'appelle? Qu'appelle?" And once again on the still night air came the trembling appeal "Pauline!" "Qu'appelle?

Come, our prospects are brightening, and as the sun is beginning to sink, we will look out for a suitable camping-ground." "As far away from the skeleton, please, as possible," said Otto. "Surely you don't suppose it can hurt you?" said Pauline. "N-no, of course not, but it would be unpleasant to have it for a bedfellow, you know; so, the further away from it the better."

How I discovered it is no concern of yours you have not broken your promise. Now, mark me; I make your return to my house the condition of my sister's pardon. I am not trifling! If you persist in leaving me, I tell you solemnly I will send her and Pauline out into the world to work for their daily bread, as you want to do!

With a half-furtive, half-defiant air he advanced to Pauline, but before he could utter a word, either of justification or apology, she sprang at him with impetuous gestures and deeply frowning brows.

"Yes; that is a very good thought," said Pauline. She looked back again at the rocks. They were smooth as marble; there did not seem to be a possible foothold.