Three Sides of Paradise Green
saying that the boy's picture was the only one you could see? If the three pictures were all hanging on the wall at the foot of the bed, you could see the other two just as well, I should think."

 "No, I couldn't; and for a very queer reason," replied the Imp darkly.

 "Oh, for gracious sake, don't begin to tease!" cried Sue impatiently, suspecting that the Imp was up to one of her usual tricks. "Things have been so exciting, and you've been such a dear, that I hate to have you spoil it by beginning that 'mysterious' business."

 "But it was mysterious," argued the Imp, "and you'd have seen it for yourself, if you'd only had your eyes about you."

 "Well, what was it?" sighed Sue. "I'm afraid you're making a whole lot out of nothing."

 "I'm not!" cried the Imp. "And I'll prove it this minute. I couldn't see those two other pictures because--they both had a heavy, dark silk covering of some kind stretched completely over them, frames and all! Now will you believe me?"

 At this curious bit of information even doubting Sue had to admit that the Imp was right.

CHAPTER VII
IN MONSIEUR'S ROOM

March 8, 1914. I thought the last entries in this journal were pretty exciting, with two accidents to tell about, but they were just nothing to what's been happening since. My arm is all right again; no trouble at all, except for a slight stiffness. So that's all about that. But Louis!

For the first two days after his accident, he seemed to be doing nicely. None of us saw him, for the doctor had ordered that he be kept very quiet. When we went to inquire, Miss Yvonne said he was better and in no pain, and that he wanted to see us all, but that he must be quiet for a while. Then, on the third day, her face was very grave.

"He has fever," she said. "It is not high, but the doctor is not pleased. Louis is restless, and his foot is swollen. We are all anxious about him."

I repeated her words to Father, and he said: "Poor boy! Blood-poisoning, probably. I'm sorry for him. Was that ax very rusty?"

I replied that it was, for I remember that Louis remarked about it at the time and said he could do better work if the ax was cleaned and was sharper. Father shook his head and said they'd have to keep a careful watch on him 
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