Chapter 11 A SECRET BEGUN

Next day it rained. And how it did rain! The lake was a gray mass of spattered suds. The trees wept.

Petite Jeanne was quite content. She had started to read a long French novel. There was a box of bonbons by her side, and plenty of wood for the fire.

"It does not matter." She shrugged her shoulders. "To-morrow the sun will shine again." At t