y shining faintly in the sky.

"Whatever happens," he said, nestling against her, "I shan't go from
here without you. Remember that!"

He was going to say a lot more, but somehow or other, when she stooped
over to kiss his head--he hardly came up to her shoulder--it all ran
suddenly out of his mind, and the little child dropped back into
possession again. The tide of his thoughts that seemed about to rise,
fast and furious, sank away completely, leaving his mind a clean-washed
slate without a single image; and presently, without any more words, the
governess left him and went through the trap-door into the silence and
mystery of the house below.

Several hours later, about the middle of the night, there came over him
a most disagreeable sensation of nausea and dizziness. The ground rose
and fell beneath his feet, the walls swam about sideways, and the
ceiling slid off into the air. It only lasted a few minutes, however,
and Jimbo knew from what she had told him that it was the Flying
Sickness which always followed the first long flight.

But, about the same time, another little body, lying in a night-nursery
bed, was being convulsed with a similar attack; and the sickness of the
little prisoner in the Empty House had its parallel, strangely enough,
in the half-tenanted body miles away in a different world.

CHAPTER XIII

PLEASURES OF FLIGHT

Since the night when Jimbo had nearly fallen into the yard and risked
capture, Fright, the horrible owner of the house, had kept himself well
out of the way, and had allowed himself to be neither seen nor heard.

But the boy was not foolish enough to fall into the other trap, and
imagine, therefore, that He did not know what was going on. Jimbo felt
quite sure that He was only waiting his chance; and the governess's
avoidance of the subject tended to confirm this supposition.

"He's disappeared somewhere and taken the children with him," she
declared when he questioned her. "And now you know almost as much as I
do."

"But not quite!" he laughed mischievously.

"Enough, though," she replied. "We want all our energy for escape when
it comes. Don't bother about anything else for the moment."

During the day, when he was alone, his thoughts and fancies often
terrified him; but at night, when he was rushing through the heavens,
the intense delight of flying drove all minor emotions out of his
consciousness, and he even forgot his one great desire--to escape. One
ni