to the luggage van. It was simply black as coal and very nasty indeed.
The little boy who found it was a porter's son, whose mother was so
poor that she took in washing for members of Parliament, who paid
their bills irregularly because they were very busy governing Ireland.
He knew it was a cinder, but did not discover it was a heart until he
showed it to his mother, and his mother said it was far too black to
wash.

The accident to Mr. Jinks, therefore, was a complete success. The
butler helped with the mending of the engine, and Maria informed at
least one Authority, "We do not know Mr. Jinks. We have other
friends."

"But, remember," said Judy, "we mustn't mention it to Daddy, because
Mr. Jinks is his partner-in-the-offiss."

"_Was_," said Tim. The remains they decided to send to what they
called the "Hospital for Parilysed Ineebrits with Incurable
Afflictions of the Heart."




CHAPTER IV

FACT--EDGED WITH FANCY


But the children were not always so vindictive and blood-thirsty. All
three could be very tender sometimes. Even Maria was not wholly