LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
| THE HALL IN WHICH THE CHILDREN FOUND THEMSELVES | Frontispiece |
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| "LITTLE DECEIVER!" SHE SAID | 18 |
| JIMMY CAME IN HEAD FIRST | 24 |
| "IT'S THE ENTRANCE TO THE ENCHANTED CASTLE" | 29 |
| "THIS IS AN ENCHANTED GARDEN" | 33 |
| THE RED CLUE RAN STRAIGHT ACROSS THE GRASS | 37 |
| THE THREE STOOD BREATHLESS, AWAITING THE RESULT | 40 |
| "IT'S A GAME, ISN'T IT?" ASKED JIMMY | 48 |
| SHE WAS WAITING FOR THEM WITH A CANDLE IN HER HAND | 51 |
| LOOKING AT HERSELF IN THE LITTLE SILVER-FRAMED MIRROR | 56 |
| BACKWARD AND FORWARD HE WENT | 61 |
| "YOUR SHADOW'S NOT INVISIBLE, ANYHOW" | 68 |
| THE BREAD AND BUTTER WAVING ABOUT IN THE AIR | 75 |
| "HALLOA, MISSY, AIN'T YOU BLACKED YER BACK, NEITHER!" | 83 |
| "YOU'RE GETTING AT ME" | 92 |
| "STOW IT" CRIED THE MAN | 95 |
| "WHAT'S THAT?" THE POLICEMEN ASKED QUICKLY | 104 |
| "I MUST GO HOME—NOW—THIS MINUTE" | 108 |
| THE MOVING STONE BEAST | 115 |
| THE MEN WERE TAKING SILVER OUT OF TWO GREAT CHESTS | 120 |
| JOHNSON WASHING IN HIS OWN BACKYARD | 131 |
| GERALD HALTED AT THE END OF A LITTLE LANDING-STAGE | 137 |
| HE STAGGERED BACK AGAINST THE WATER-BUTT | 142 |
| "'E'S LEP' INTO THE WATER" | 151 |
| IT WAS ELIZA, DISHEVELLED, BREATHLESS | 154 |
| SHE KISSED HIM WITH LITTLE QUICK, FRENCH PECKS | 160 |
| DOWN CAME THE LOVELIEST BLUE-BLACK HAIR | 171 |
| FULLY HALF A DOZEN OF THE CHAIRS WERE OCCUPIED | 175 |
| A LIMP HAND WAS LAID ON HIS ARM | 184 |
| "WONDER WHAT LIES HE'S TELLING THEM" | 195 |
| IT WAS A STRANGE PROCESSION | 201 |
| A PAINTED POINTED PAPER FACE PEERED OUT | 214 |
| JIMMY SHOOK THEM TO PIECES | 221 |
| TWO HATS WERE RAISED | 231 |
| KATHLEEN HANDS UP THE CLOTHES AND THE STICKS | 235 |
| HE CRIED OUT ALOUD IN THAT CROWDED PLACE | 246 |
| SHE SAT DOWN SUDDENLY ON THE FLOOR | 250 |
| KATHLEEN HAD HER WISH. SHE WAS A STATUE | 264 |
| MABEL LAY DOWN, WAS COVERED UP, AND LEFT | 268 |
| THE MONSTER LIZARD SLIPPED HEAVILY INTO THE WATER | 272 |
| "WHAT IS IT?" SHE ASKED, BEGINNING TO TREMBLE | 276 |
| SIDE BY SIDE THE THREE SWAM | 283 |
| IT WAS A CELESTIAL PICNIC | 288 |
| THE JOYS OF DIPPING ONE'S FEET IN COOL, RUNNING WATER | 315 |
| THEY STOOD STILL AND LOOKED AT EACH OTHER | 319 |
| HE BECAME EAGER, ALERT, VERY KEEN | 326 |
| THE AMERICAN FIRED AGAIN | 332 |