76 THE CINDERELLA FROCK.

CHAPTER VII.

Non-resistants! never was such a very
insanity carried into even any grown commu=
nity by anew party name. Yes, the children
were non-resistants. Every one, down to lit-
tle Harden Hanson, who sat all day, afternoon
and morning, on the dunce’s block to keep
awake—he was non-resistant. Why, if Ro-
vina attacked him, he guessed—and then he
would drop his head and fold his chubby little
arms.

They all seemed to suppose Rovina would
declare war at the outset. What a mistake! it
was a whole week before she was even heard
to speak in her natural tones, and as time wore