madame!’ And, before I could answer, he had dashed out into the street.”
I hurried to the window. True enough, there he was, tearing down the street, hatless, and gesticulating as he went. I turned to Mary with a gesture of despair.
“He’ll be stopped by a policeman in another minute. There he goes, round the corner!”
Our eyes met, and we stared helplessly at one another.
“What can be the matter?”
I shook my head.
“I don’t know. He was building card houses,
madame!’ And, before I could answer, he had dashed out into the street.”
I hurried to the window. True enough, there he was, tearing down the street, hatless, and gesticulating as he went. I turned to Mary with a gesture of despair.
“He’ll be stopped by a policeman in another minute. There he goes, round the corner!”
Our eyes met, and we stared helplessly at one another.
“What can be the matter?”
I shook my head.
“I don’t know. He was building card houses,
