After this sunshine, clouds.

To them suddenly entered Mr. Raby and a handsome young man. The
gentlemen bowed stiffly and looked vicious,--as they felt. The
lady of this quartette smiled amiably, as she did not feel.

"Looking at your ancestors, I suppose," said Mr. Raby, pointing to
the monkeys; "we will not disturb you. Come." And he led
Caroline away.

Little was heart-sick. He dared not follow them. But an hour
later he saw something which filled his heart with bliss
unspeakable.

Lady Caroline, with a divine smile on her face, feeding the
monkeys!


CHAPTER VI.


Encouraged by love, Little worked hard upon his new flying-machine.
His labors were lightened by talking of the beloved one with her
French maid Therese, whom he had discreetly bribed. Mademoiselle
Therese was venal, like all her class, but in this instance I fear
she was not bribed by British gold. Strange as it may seem to the
British mind, it was British genius, British eloquence, British
thought, that brought her to the feet of this young savan.