The Golden Circle

t scarcely had she thrown the full weight of her body on that object and swung herself through than the thing

tered senses, found herself in the midst of it al

? What have I d

escaped him,” s

and silence, she began to doubt it. Here she was in a strange place—some one’s b

, “is my luckee da

ss into which she had fallen. She put out a hand and felt the rough edge of sp

d. “And I did it. Or did I? How could I d

ntent. Her ears had caugh

oming. Now I’

eanne begun to wonder about that when there came the sound of a door being opene

hout a second’s hesitation. She had those unmist

tle.” These thoughts, flashing through the little French girl’s keen mind for the moment, drove all thought of her plight out of

n the window?”

Metal lamps with broken shades, tables split across the top, chairs with rounds gone—a

,” she said gravely, “that so much d

hat’s what my brother Tad does all the time. We buy broken things at auction sales and such pl

t the wreckage. “You’d think this was the

the girl said in a quiet tone. “But most of the time

yin

trange girl made a sweepi

ow do you say that in Engl

rl’s fine white teeth showed

claimed. She put out a hand. Jeanne took i

elt her feet once more on a s

wonder you weren’t cut by broken glass.

sy cha

ate them!” The gi

them. Some are good, some

big blue eyes were

hem for a long, long time. And they were v

open window. “Ugh! He is a very terrible man. I have not s

shouldn’t have been much protection. And Tad, he—” she hesitated. “Well, he i

hostess, “Let’s get out of here

hallway. Through a door to the right J

the girl said simply. “

of pride in her tone

and more,” thought Jeanne. “

he first name out. “I have to do it,” sh

M-e-r-r-y,”

hop.” The girl led the way into a

rds escaped Jeann

t until we do we’ll use them. See, the lights are very tiny. It costs little

was sincere. “I tr

rest on the bent shoulders of a person

reroom. And see! She isn’t broken one bit.” She p

as a flounder! Is that not how you say it he

shall make a beginning at piling up a fortune. See! I will go ou

ild fantastic whirl which set all

ame to a sudden end, for she was seized with a mood that unfitted her for the dance. W

been this way; just a little tad of a man. You’ll get used to it. I h

u are, but what you’ve got in your head,” she l

ee very soon. Won’t you s

p from the lake?” Jeanne went danc

st. You will take me to a sale, a

ning if y

How wonderful! And t

e door, if

y I m

led th

rway leading to the street. “If I go to this sale shall I buy s

erry Irish laugh. “At this sale all packages are sea

d for the spot beneath the willows where on many a morning before the world was