his angels with us to find Topaz. The Book of Life is for every one, I
believe. I am sure you can have one, too."

Here both the boy and girl started, for there came a metallic sound of
music on the air. "Be cautious, be very cautious," warned Gabriel, and as
the princess started to run, he caught her by the arm, a proceeding which
horrified the tall man in dark clothes who was at some distance back, but
had never taken his eyes from them. "You must not be too interested," added
the boy, as excited as she. "A hand-organ is an every-day affair. We even
hear them in the country at times."

But they both followed the sound, veiling their eagerness as best they
might. When they came in sight of the organ-grinder they both sighed, for
he had no assistance from a little dog nor from any one else.

The princess was for turning away impatiently.

"Wait," said Gabriel, "we are interested in organ music." So he persuaded
her to stand a minute, while her bright eyes roved in all directions; and
the organ man saw a hope of coppers in the pair, for they were decently
dressed and lingered in apparent pleasure. He kept his eyes upon them and
at last held out his cap.

The princess had plenty of pence in the bag at her side, placed there by
the thoughtful Gabriel in place of the handful of silver with which she had
intended to reward street musicians.

"You are one of the common people, your highness; or else you need have no
hope of Topaz," he had reminded her; so now the impatient girl tossed some
coppers into the outstretched cap and hurried along as if they were wasting
time.

The next organ they found had, sitting upon it, a monkey dressed in red cap
and jacket, and Gabriel insisted on waiting to watch him, although the
sight of his antics only swelled the princess's heart as she thought that
somewhere Topaz was being forced to such indignity.

The little monkey did not seem to object, and gladly ran to his master with
the coppers that Gabriel dropped in his cap.

The next organ-grinder they found had with him a little Italian girl with a
red silk handkerchief knotted about her head. She sang and played on a
tambourine, and Gabriel persuaded his companion to watch and listen for a
few minutes.

If only they could find Topaz first, her royal highness, princess of the
country, would ask nothing better than to roam freely about the streets,
listening and gazing like any other young girl out for a holiday; but Topaz
was on