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has ever entered so far. Now let us sit down, and keep well out of reach of the grasping hands, and I will tell you my story.”

Rupert sat down, and the tigress arranged her- self at his feet, and curled her tail beneath her, and began as follows:—

My name was Trevina. I was the youngest of three sisters, and my father was a miller. I was the most beautiful of the three. We lived in a mill on the bank of a river, close by the sea, and my greatest amusement was to search about on the rocks for the strange animals and seaweed I found there.

A little way in the sea was a small island, on which great sea-birds collected, but where we never went, as there was nothing to be got there, and it was difficult to climb on it, for it was surrounded by sharp rocks. Nevertheless I often looked at it, and wondered what sort of a place it was, and thought I would try and get to it when I could.