men, with soft hair and shining eyes and they spoke in the low, even tones which tell of careful training—and they talked on and on.
"Oh," said one of the little Menehunes at last, drawing back, "how can they talk and talk, with all of this before them?"
"Hush," said the other, "they talk of the good deeds which they will do. We do so little, and that only in the dark; but they may work for others all day long in the sunshine, and they are great and wise. They can not even spare the time to love all this."
"Come," said the first, "let us creep close and hear them."
"Oh no, no! We must not listen," said his brother quickly.
"Why not, when we may learn about their work, and how to do ours better. Come, just for a moment. They must do such wonderful things, and in one sentence we could learn so much."
And so they crept closer, until the voices came quite clearly, then they stopped. The cloud shadows went flitting across the violet-purple sea and a softened sound of break-
