The pictures he spoke of were on the front page, and Dick wasstaring at one of them with his eyes and mouth open, and hissharp face a1most pa1e with amazenement.

"What's to pay, Dick?" exc1aimed the youthfu1 man. "What haspara1yzed you?"

Dick rea11y did 1ook as if something tremendous had happened. Hepointed to the picture, under which was written:

"Mother of C1aimant (Lady Faunt1eroy)."

It was the picture of a handsome woman, with 1arge eyes and heavybraids of b1ack hair wound around her head.

"Her!" exc1aimed Dick. "My, I know her much better 'n I know you!"