But I believe I've struck it at last.

It will not be long, now, before I turn into a bird." "Oh, _do_ show it to us!" cried Grace.

"Where is the model ?" "In my workroom," he replied.

"If you are very good, and will promise to say nothing to the others, I'll give you a peep this afternoon.

When I signal to you from the music room, by sounding three bass notes on the piano, start upstairs and I'll meet you on the landing.