The Queen of Hearts

tle groom, as usual. There was no news yet in the p

r three days more I expected to finish the last of my own c

s stories, which he had completed before we began the readings. His second story, finis

us by immediately objecting to the trouble of reading his own composition, and by coolly handing it ove

or her sake. Finding that we were all determined, and all against him, he declared that, rather than hear our voices any longer, he would submit to the min

, nevertheless, with the greatest pleasure. It begins in a stable — it gropes its way through a d

himself in a chuckle of supreme satisfaction, and then began to read, w