“THE TWO FUNNY LITTLE TROTS.” 221

I listened for the children’s voices that even-
ing, and once or twice I heard their clear,
merry tones. But as for any “disturbance,”
one might as well have complained of a cuckoo
in the distance, as of anything we heard of our.
little neighbors. We did not see them; only
once, as I was running along the passage, I
caught a glimpse at the other end of a little
pinafored figure led by a nurse, disappearing
through a doorway. I did not see its face; in
fact, the glimpse was of the hastiest. Yet
‘something about the wee figure,—a certain
round-about bunchiness, and a sort of pulling
back from the maid,—as she went into the

room, recalled vaguely to my heart, rather than

to my mind, two little toddling creatures that

far away across the sea I had learned to love
and look for. When I went into our room
there were tears in my eyes; and when mamma
asked me the reason, I told her that I had
seen a child that somehow had reminded me
of my two little trots.

« Poor little trots,’ said mamma. “I won-