Livingstone could hear them through the open door.

"Blue Beard," hazarded Mr. Clark.

"No--o!"

"Queen Victoria?"

"No--o--o!"

"Mary, Queen of Scots?--I know it's a queen."

"No. Now you are not guessing--It isn't any queen, at all."

"Yes, I am--Oh! I know--Santa Claus."

"No; but somebody 'at knows about him."

"Mr. L--m--m--"

Livingstone was not sure that he caught the name.

"No!!" in a very emphatic voice and with a sudden stiffening and a
vehement shake of the head.

Livingstone knew now whose name it was.

"Now, if you guess right this time, you'll get a reward."

"What reward?"