CHAPTER XI.
DUDU'S OLD STORY.
"It was not a story, however, But just of old days that had been." CHILD NATURE.
It was queer, but so it was.

The children said very little to each other the next day of their new adventures.

Only Hugh felt satisfied that this time little Jeanne had forgotten nothing; daylight Jeanne and moonlight Jeanne were the same.

Yet he had a feeling that if he said much about it, if he persisted in trying to convince Jeanne that he had been right all through, he might spoil it all.

It would be like seizing the fairy lady's cobweb threads roughly, and spoiling them, and finding you had nothing left.