DAVID TO THE RESCUE It was a beautiful moonlight night, but for once David was not thinking of the moon.

All the way to the Holly farmhouse he was thinking of Mr.
Jack's story, "The Princess and the Pauper." It held him strangely.

He felt that he never could forget it.

For some reason that he could not have explained, it made him sad, too, and his step was very quiet as he went up the walk toward the kitchen door.
It was after eight o'clock.

David had taken supper with Mr.Jack and Jill, and not for some hours had he been at the farmhouse.