These represent your feelings." "Very ingenious of you! And what is that enormous blotch right in the middle of the country, which looks like London and its environs ?" "That is your conscience; its outlying suburbs cover nearly the whole country, you will perceive.

You will also notice that there are no seaports on the coast of my map; that shows that you are self-contained, and that you neither send exports to, nor receive imports from, the hearts and minds of other people." "What ever are those queer little castellated things round the coast that you are drawing now ?" "Those are floating icebergs, to show that it is a cold country.

There, my map is finished," concluded Elisabeth, half closing her eyes and contemplating her handiwork through her eyelashes; "and I consider it a most successful sketch." "It is certainly clever." "And true, too." Christopher's eyes twinkled.

"Give it me," he said, stretching out his hand; "but sign it with your name first.

Not there," he added hastily, as Elisabeth began writing a capital E in one corner; "right across the middle." Elisabeth looked up in surprise.