155 Sloane Street, S.W.
May Day 1902
CONTENTS
| CHAP. | PAGE | |
| I. | What can have become of Him? | [1] |
| II. | Found | [19] |
| III. | An Invitation | [34] |
| IV. | Very Mysterious | [50] |
| V. | 'Stratagems' | [69] |
| VI. | Margaret | [84] |
| VII. | The Great Plan | [101] |
| VIII. | A Terrible Idea | [118] |
| IX. | In A Fog | [135] |
| X. | Beryl | [149] |
| XI. | Dear Mamma | [165] |
| XII. | No Mystery after all | [182] |
ILLUSTRATIONS
Mamma . . . hugged him as if he'd been lost for a year | [Frontispiece] | ||
Our missing Peterkin | To face page | [13] | |
No sooner did he catch sight of us two with his ugly round beady eyes . . . than he shut up | " | " | [52] |
Pete held out his brown-paper parcel. 'This is the poetry-book,' he said | " | " | [97] |
We had no difficulty in finding her bath-chair | " | " | [108] |
He looked at the tickets. . . . 'How's this?' he said | " | " | [145] |
'Now,' she began . . . drawing Margaret to her, 'tell me all about it' | " | " | [159] |
The frills had worked up all round his face | " | " | [173] |