She leaned forward suddenly, narrowing her eyes to see better.

"What IS that thing hanging about his left ankle ?" she whispered uneasily.

"How queer! He must have got tangled in something." "Where ?" asked Mrs.Schofield, in alarm.
"His left foot.

It makes him stumble.

Don't you see?
It looks--it looks like an elephant's foot!" The Child Sir Lancelot and the Child Sir Galahad clasped hands before their Child King.