ions within its limits. From the high-plumed wall of bamboos that lined Consolation Street, through the orange-grove, across the hollow where were stable and hors

grove, where were pungent fruits, birds'-nests, fa

itchen-knife they had tunneled into a clearing in the center of the thicket. Of all their retreats, this

en-knife they pried loose a brick and slipped it out. They took turns at peeking through this tiny window on a strange world. What ecstasy when first they glimpsed the flat-hatted, black-robed figure strolling in the wondrous

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ght, who answered, feeling a certa

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ing in the effort to look stern, "he eats lit

ck and slipped it back into place. Shenton helped him wedge it in with twigs; then al

hollow, had nothing but scowls for them. They feared him with the instinctive fear of children, but Shenton was his friend. Did any li

not have defined what he felt. It was jealousy mixed with hurt pride-jealousy of the

n gone an hour. Lewis h

l's house. What were th

ta

Manoel's hous

ed at him wi

ried after him, "

just below the level of the window-sill. He dragged a log of wood beneath the window and climbed

ched along its edge. The table was pushed almost against the wall, and in its center stood Shenton, laughing till the tears ran down his cheeks. His curly hair was

ble. Lifting his arm, he pointed along a crack, and swung one leg around to take a first step. But he seemed unable

held him till he got his balance; then the play began again. Now Lewis felt fear steal over him, yet he could not go away. There was something inexpressibly c

nsteady, picked him up and carried him to a spigot, where he carefully unbuttoned t