"What happened next?
I want to hear some more." "So did Joyce," said Betty.

"She used to climb up in the pear-tree and watch the gate, wishing she knew what lay behind it, and one day she found out.

A poor little boy lived there with only the care-taker and another servant.

The care-taker beat him and half starved him.

His uncle didn't know how he was treated, for he was away in Algiers.