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Title: Odd

Author: Amy Le Feuvre

Release Date: August 10, 2007 [EBook #22291]

Language: English

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[Frontispiece: Betty came to a standstill, and Prince likewise, the
latter putting his tongue out and looking up inquiringly, as he panted
for breath.]

ODD

By

Amy Le Feuvre

The Religious Tract Society

4 Bouverie Street, London, E.C. 4

1919

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I
CAGED BIRDS

CHAPTER II
'MOTHER NATURE'

CHAPTER III
WAS IT AN ANGEL?

CHAPTER IV
ADVENTURES

CHAPTER V
PRINCE

CHAPTER VI
MADE INTO A COUPLE

CHAPTER VII
HAYMAKING

CHAPTER VIII
GOD'S PATCHWORK

CHAPTER IX
BETTY'S DISCOVERY

CHAPTER X
A LITTLE MESSENGER

CHAPTER XI
A DARING FEAT

CHAPTER XII
UNCLE HARRY'S FRIEND

CHAPTER XIII
'WHEN WE TWO MET'

CHAPTER XIV
A HERO'S DEATH

CHAPTER XV
COMFORTED

CHAPTER I

Caged Birds

It was just four o'clock on a dull grey winter afternoon. The little
Stuarts' nursery looked the picture of cosiness and comfort with the
blazing fire that threw flickering lights over the bright-coloured
pictures on the walls, the warm carpet under foot, and the fair fresh
faces of the children gathered there.

Five of them there were, and they were alone, for the old nurse who had
brought them all up from their infancy was at present absent from the
room.

By one of the large square windows stood one of the little girls; she
was gazing steadily out into the fast darkening street below, her chin
resting on one of the bars that were fastened across the lower part of
the window. How the children disliked those bars! Marks of little
teeth were plainly discernible along them, and no prisoners could have
tried more perseveringly to shake them from their sockets than they
did. Betty, who stood there now, had received great applause one
afternoon when, after sundry twists and turns, she had successfully
thrust her little dark curly head through, and was able to have a
delightfully clear view of all t