THE PRINCE OF FAR-AWAY No.

19 McDougle Street had been chosen as a likely market by a "hokey-pokey" man, who had wheeled his cart to the curb before the entrance.

There, despite Mrs.Hastings' coach-man's peremptory appeal, he continued to dispense stained ice-cream to the little denizens of No.

19 and the other houses in the row.

The brougham, however, at once proved a counter-attraction and immediately an opposition group formed about the carriage step and exchanged penetrating comments upon the livery.
"Mrs.Hastings, you and Miss Holland would better sit here, perhaps," suggested St.George, alighting hurriedly, "until I see if this man is to be found." "Please," said Miss Holland, "I've always been longing to go into one of these houses, and now I'm going.