Christina and the boys

by Amy Le Feuvre

And Christina went home thinking that she was.

[CHAPTER V]

TWO HIGHWAYMEN

IT was a wet afternoon. Dawn arrived in the nursery at three o'clock, and shook the rain off his curls and overcoat like a Newfoundland dog.

"I told dad I was coming along to cheer you two up. I thought it would be a good day for hide and seek indoors."

"No," said Puggy promptly, "we're going up to the turret room. It has been cleaned out for us, and we're going to take any furniture up that we like."

Dawn cut a caper.

"I'll help you to pick and choose," he said. "Shall we have any pictures from this room?"

"Ah," said Christina, hurriedly going to her toy cupboard and producing a brown paper parcel. "You'll never guess what this is! Father gave it to me this morning. He had it framed for me, and it's our motto, and I'm going to hang it up on our wall up there. It means the same as that!"

She pointed to her piece of paper still pinned to the nursery wall with the words "Fear dwells not here!"