"I don't want to waste time on any old chateaux with the Gate of the Giant Scissors just across the river, that we haven't seen yet." "I have heard about that gate ever since we left America," said Mr.
Forbes, laughingly.

"Nobody has taken the trouble to inform me why it is so important, or why it was selected for a meeting-place.

Somebody owes me an explanation." "It's only an old gate with a mammoth pair of scissors swung on a medallion above it," said Mr.Sherman.

"They were put there by a half-crazy old man who built the place, by the name of _Ciseaux_.

Joyce Ware spent a winter in sight of it, and she came back with some wonderful tale about the scissors being the property of a prince who went around doing all sorts of impossible things with them.