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"What mischief are you up to now, you funny little thing?" "I'm in service!" said Pixie proudly.

Then she came close to George. "You see," she said, "I am not a pixie or a mermaid. I am the spirit of the storm." The Admiral's rheumatism had taken Becky to Boston. "There'll be treatments every morning," he said, "and we'll invite the Copes to visit us, and they will look after you while I am away." The Copes were delighted. "Only it seems like an imposition "

"Is it the Major?" cried Bridgie, laughing. "He never troubles himself about anything, and he has it all fitted up like a puzzle. Esmeralda is to marry a duke, Jack a countess in her own right, and meself a millionaire manufacturer, who will be so flattered at marrying an O'Shaughnessy that he will be proud to house Pixie into the bargain.

Was Pixie occupied even as she had been herself in laying out her dress for the evening? She peered curiously through the opposite windows, but no sign of the inhabitants was to be seen; she yawned, drummed her fingers against the pane, and stared idly down the road. It was not a lively neighbourhood at the best of times, and to-day it seemed even duller than usual.

The other day I found a brown pixie sitting beneath a mushroom, and he told me curious things. But a breaking heart is different. I know all about it, for once upon a time my heart broke; but mine was soft and easy to break. It was as soft and weak as a baby's wrist, a little, tender, helpless thing, you know, that melts under your kisses.

We can have them on the stopper instead." "And who gave Mademoiselle her bottle? Was it someone here?" asked Pixie curiously, whereupon Kate tossed her head with an air of exaggerated dismay. "My dear, how can you? Don't say that to Mademoiselle, I implore you! She would have a fit.

Some other French lady will have to amuse her children. This one is wanted at home!" Pixie smiled composedly, and squeezed the clinging hands. "I knew you'd say `No' at the start. So did she. She was first cross, and then she laughed, and said it would be a long, long time before I was ready to teach.

She watched the two girls walk down the road, and noted that Pixie was arrayed in her very best clothes to do honour to the mysterious errand, whatever it might be.

She threw back her head, and smiled happily as she answered, "I'm thankful to hear you say it, for whoever marries me must love Pixie too. I can never leave her behind me!"

Major O'Shaughnessy and his little daughter reached London on the following afternoon, after a comfortable and unadventurous journey. Pixie had howled dismally all the way to the station, but had dried her eyes at the sight of the train, and even brightened into hilarious spirits on boarding the steamer.