The mother threw a startled look at the bold little questioner and answered reverently:

She told me afterward that she heard the poor little questioner speak with a rising inflection only two or three times.

One might at first think that these words would be almost unmeaning, or, at least, that they would give the little questioner no real information.

"Why are you not at Belmont to-day, Chevalier des Meloises?" boldly asked Louise Roy, a fearless little questioner in a gay summer robe.