concluded that it must be something to her credit, so she decided that she
had exercised it.

"You screamed; then what?"

"They ran away ath fatht ath they could. I withh you could have theen them
run, Mithith Livingthton. It wath awfully funny."

"I wish I might have," answered the examiner dryly. "What then?"

"I tried to get down and I got fatht. I got hung up by the cord to my
bathrobe. I couldn't get down and I couldn't get up. I wath jutht like a
bird only I didn't thing. But if I couldn't thing, I could yell. Then
Harriet came, then the otherth came, then they got me down and I wath
happy ever afterwardth. That ith all."

A faint giggle greeted the conclusion of the evidence of little Tommy, but
it was quickly suppressed by a stern glance from the Chief Guardian.

"Did you recognize any of your captors so that you could identify or name
them?"

"Oh, my no. I gueth I didn't know my own name. You thee I wath exthited,
Mithith Livingthton."

"It was not surprising under the circumstances," admitted the Chief
Guardian with a smile that she could not suppress, and that was reflected
on the faces of nearly all the girls seated before her. But all during the
evidence the Guardian had been intently regarding not only the witness,
but the other girls as well. She was seeking for that tell-tale look that