II4 A DOG OF FLANDERS.

they found dropped in the road a
pretty little puppet, a tambourine
player, all scarlet and gold, about
six inches high, and, unlike greater
personages when Fortune lets them
drop, quite unspoiled and unhurt by
its fall, It wasa pretty toy. Nello
tried to find its owner, and, failing,
thought that it was just the thing to
please Alois.

It was quite night when he passed
the mill-house; he knew the little
window of her room. It could be
no harm, he thought, if he gave her
his little piece of treasure-trove, they
had been playfellows so long. There
was a shed with a sloping roof be-
neath her casement: he climbed it,
and tapped softly at the lattice: there