Everyone was happy, everyone was in a good humour--excepting, perhaps, Bill Donnington.

The few words Bubbles had said concerning Mr.Tapster had frightened, as well as angered him.

He watched the unattractive millionaire with jealous eyes.

It was only too clear that Bubbles had fascinated James Tapster, as she generally did all dull and unimaginative people.

But Donnington, perforce, had to keep his jealous feelings to himself; and after they had all reached the school-room of the pretty, picturesque little village, he found he had far too much to do in helping to serve the hungry children and their parents with the feast provided for them, to have time for private feelings of fear, jealousy and pain.
A small platform had been erected across one end of the room.