Alan.'

'What has Alan done?'

But Georgie's answer was drowned in the crash of his books which
scattered in every direction, some of them without their covers.

'Now, Georgie!' cried Miss Leigh, exasperated.

'I believe you did it on purpose!' exclaimed Alan, who was anxious to
finish his work, and found the noise disturbing.

Marjorie was about to pour oil upon the troubled waters by picking the
books up when the door of the schoolroom was burst open and Estelle was
among them! Miss Leigh and the three children could scarcely believe it
was the 'real live' Estelle they saw, and a great gasp of amazement
sounded through the room. But when they perceived Aunt Betty herself
standing at the door, and behind her their father, mother, and uncle,
all smiling at them, there was a general cry of delight.

Everybody spoke, but nobody listened. They all danced and raced round
Estelle till the uproar became so great that their elders, including
Miss Leigh, fled. Then Estelle, as soon as she could persuade them to
listen, told them how Jack had saved her and brought her home; how Mrs.
Wright, her dear Goody, had nursed her through her bad illness; in what
a comfortable, pretty cave-house she had lived, and how even the biggest
storm that ever blew, and they had had many such storms, could not shake
its walls. Then there were the Treasure Caves, and Estelle made their
faces quite pale as she related her adventures in them, and how Jack had
saved her from drowning. She told them of the dream also, and how she
could not remember their names, and how suddenly it all came back to
her. This led to a stampede in search of the hero, Jack, who, after much
racing about in all directions, was found at the door of the ruined
summer-house. Lord Lynwood and Colonel De Bohun were with him, and it
was evident that they were talking of how the accident happened. The
children insisted on shaking hands with the Giant of the Treasure Caves,
as Marjorie called him, and on thanking him for bringing back their dear
Estelle.

'Why, you are a _real_ giant!' cried Georgie, much impressed by Jack's
height. 'I never saw a giant before.'

They all laughed, but Georgie was right, for Jack was a good deal taller
than Lord Lynwood, who was six feet three inches, and yet looked dwarfed
by the sailor. They all admired him so much that they would not leave
him.

(_Concluded on page 382._)

PUZZLERS FOR WISE HEADS.

13.--LITTLE CHARADES--TRIADS.