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the terrible twins

to their feet, asking with one voice what had be-
fallen him.

Captain Baster sank heavily on to a chair and in-
stantly sprang up from it with a howl as he chanced on several tokens of the gorse-bush's clinging affec-
tion.

"I've been stoned—stoned by some hulking scoundrels on the common!" he cried; and he dis-
played the considerable bump rising on his marble brow.

Mrs. Dangerfield was full of concern and sympa-
thy; Sir Maurice was cool, interested but cool; he did not blaze up into the passionate indignation of a bosom friend.

"How many of them were there?" said the Terror.

"From the number of stones they threw I should think there were a dozen," said Captain Baster; and he panted still.

The Terror looked puzzled.

"I know—I know what it is!" cried Mrs. Dan-
gerfield with an illuminating flash of womanly in-
tuition. "You've been humorous with some of the villagers!"

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