CHAP. IlI.—TOM GOES TO THE PANTOMIME.

°9T began at eight o’clock, and they would
3 not be home till eleven. Tom had only
once sat up so late before, and that was ata
party. They were all going—every one.
Bob and Annie had seen a pantomime, but
would not tell what it was like. Tom could
not imagine, though he had tried to do so,
ever since he knew he was to go. He had
never even seen the picture of a pantomime, ©
or read about it in any of his books. It was
something quite new.

Tom wore his Ulster. He could not talk
as they drove along, because he was too busy
thinking of it, and of all that was coming.
Outside the cab window the gas in the streets
was flaring much brighter than the stars.
There were even more people walking about