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"Sh-h!" admonished Marie again. On tiptoe, then, she led the way to a room at the other end of the tiny apartment. Once there; she explained in a more natural tone of voice: "Cyril's at work on a new piece for the piano." "Well, what if he is?" demanded Billy. "That needn't make you cry, need it?" "Oh, no no, indeed," demurred Marie, in a shocked voice. "Well, then, what is it?"

Hattie in the corner nudged Sadie. Sadie urged Emmy Lou, who, next to the stout lady, touched her timidly. "We have to get out," said Emmy Lou, "we've got to say our parts." "Not now," said the lady, reassuringly, "the programme is at the cemetery." Emmy Lou did not understand, and she tried to tell the lady. "S'h'h," said that person, engaged with the spectacle and the crowd, "sh-h-"

So the two little brown-coated scamps turned down the Laughing Brook, taking the greatest care to keep out of sight themselves. They had gone only a little way when Billy Mink whispered: "Sh-h! There he is." Sure enough, there was Buster Bear sitting close beside a little pool and looking into it very intently.

The newcomers began to laugh loudly and Cantwell joined them. It was the first time he had laughed for weeks. He realized the fact with a start, then recollected also his sleeping partner, and said: "Sh-h! Mort's inside, asleep!" During the night everything had changed for Johnny Cantwell; his mental attitude, his hatred, his whole reasonless insanity.

Smith did not hear, for a nearer, yet more excited, voice demanded attention. "Gee! Carl Pennock!" whispered Benny hoarsely. "Whew! Won't my sister Bess be mad? She thinks Carl Pennock's the cutest thing going. All the girls do!" With a warning "Sh-h!" and an expressive glance toward the hall, Mr. Smith tried to stop further revelations; but Benny was not to be silenced.

He's been courting on the other side of the creek, and he has no carriage to ride in when he goes back and forth. Sh-h! says I, 'don't disturb him. When a person sits down when he stands up, and lies down when he walks, some allowance must be made. "Brother Terrapin's eyes grew redder and redder, and the skin on the back of his head began to work backward and forward.

"Why didn't you bring Herndon over and break into the boxes, if you think the stuff is hidden in one of them?" I whispered. "And let those higher up escape while their tools take all the blame?" he answered. "Sh-h." The men who had come into the compartment looked about as if expecting to see some one. "Two of them came down," a gruff voice said. "Where are they?"

The footlights flashed on, and the musicians struck up a lilting, popular air, as Sid cleared his throat. "Then the cowboy " he began. "Have another?" interrupted John, extending the box of tenacious goodies. "Sh-h," whispered Louise. "There goes the curtain." Why Martha had selected the hapless vocation of milliner's apprentice, John could not understand.

Don't let the outward attributes belie themselves like that." "Sh! Sh-h!" Josephine held up a beseeching finger. Everybody listened. A silence ensued, unbroken by raps or sounds of any sort. When this had continued for some five minutes, Josephine spoke urgently: "Jarvis Burnside, open that door! It's all right to joke, but things do happen, and it's not right to fool this way!"