I also get similar invitations from the little beasts themselves.

Pass the Arcadia." [Illustration] [Illustration] CHAPTER X.
SCRYMGEOUR.
Scrymgeour was an artist and a man of means, so proud of his profession that he gave all his pictures fancy prices, and so wealthy that he could have bought them.

To him I went when I wanted money--though it must not be thought that I borrowed.

In the days of the Arcadia Mixture I had no bank account.

As my checks dribbled in I stuffed them into a torn leather case that was kept together by a piece of twine, and when Want tapped at my chamber door, I drew out the check that seemed most willing to come, and exchanged with Scrymgeour.