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CONTENTS
PAGE THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY 15
THE CONSCIENCE-PUDDING 37
ARCHIBALD THE UNPLEASANT 62
OVER THE WATER TO CHINA 88
THE YOUNG ANTIQUARIES 113
THE INTREPID EXPLORER AND HIS LIEUTENANT 136
THE TURK IN CHAINS; OR, RICHARD'S REVENGE 161
THE GOLDEN GONDOLA 185
THE FLYING LODGER 209
THE SMUGGLER'S REVENGE 236
ZAÏDA, THE MYSTERIOUS PROPHETESS OF THE GOLDEN ORIENT 262
THE LADY AND THE LICENSE; OR, FRIENDSHIP'S GARLAND 287
THE POOR AND NEEDY 311
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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THE STAIR WAS OF STONE, ARCHED OVERHEAD LIKE CHURCHES Frontispiece
DORA DID SOME WHITE SEWING 19
THEY LAUGHED EVER SO 34
AND HE WAS AWFULLY RUDE TO THE SERVANTS 69
THE OTHERS CAME UP BY THE ROPE-LADDER 73
SO OSWALD OPENED THE TRAP-DOOR AND SQUINTED DOWN, AND THERE WAS THAT ARCHIBALD 75
"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT?" HE ASKED. "NYANG, NYANG," JANE ANSWERED TAUNTINGLY 83
WHEN FATHER CAME HOME THERE WAS AN AWFUL ROW 85
IT SEEMS THE SAILOR WAS ASLEEP, BUT OF COURSE WE DID NOT KNOW, OR WE SHOULD NOT HAVE DISTURBED HIM 94
WE WENT ROUND A CORNER RATHER FAST, AND CAME SLAP INTO THE LARGEST WOMAN I HAVE EVER SEEN 99
IT WAS INDEED A CELESTIAL CHINAMAN IN DEEP DIFFICULTIES 103
ON THE SIDEBOARD WAS A BLUEY-WHITE CROCKERY IMAGE 107
OSWALD LISTENED AS CAREFULLY AS HE COULD, BUT DENNY ALWAYS BUZZES SO WHEN HE WHISPERS 117
IT WAS NOT TILL NEXT DAY THAT HE OWNED THAT THE TYPEWRITER HAD BEEN A FIEND IN DISGUISE 123
THE STATIONMASTER AND PORTER LOOKED RESPECTFULLY AT US 127
HER VOICE WHEN SHE TOLD US WE WERE TRESPASSING WAS NOT SO FURIOUS 131
THE LUNCH WAS A PERFECT DREAM OF A.1.-NESS 137
OSWALD DID NOT STRIKE THE NEXT MATCH CAREFULLY ENOUGH 145
WITH SCISSORS AND GAS PLIERS THEY CUT EVERY FUSE 157
"HI, BRIGANDS!" HE EXCLAIMED 167
IT WAS RATHER DIFFICULT TO GET ANYTHING THE S