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 dear Siddereticus,' over an' over—an' you did come! I wanted you so awfully," he said, with just the shadow of a break in his voice.

"Of course I came!" said Siddereticus, blithely. "You never can tell what amulets will do. But I think your five minutes are nearly gone."

"How did you know about a five minutes?" said Fen. "You aren't going, are you? Oh, I want you so to tell me all about Venice things."

"Not to-night. I couldn't tell you, anyway. You have to see it."

Fen's lip quivered a little.

"But I couldn't," he faltered. "Oh, I did think you could tell me!"

"I came to carry you to bed," said Siddereticus, as he gathered Fen into his arms, "not to talk about Venice."

"It seems, now, as if you hadn't ever been away," murmured the little boy, his